King GarGar and Queen Pirouette rode in the vanguard. Behind them rode their courtiers, and bringing up the rear were the servants. It had been a long day. After a hearty breakfast at Castle Nijelsky, everybody, one and all, had put on their warmest furs and mounted their horses. They had been on the narrow, winding, mountain road nearly all day. As the sun fell lower in the sky, the shadows proved a stark contrast against the unmelted snow. Her Majesty could feel herself growing chilly, so she ordered the company to halt. Tents were quickly pitched and fires were just as quickly lit.