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"- Why is the castle?" - thought Beautiful Prince, walking along a dark vaulted corridor - “After all, everyone says - a mountain, a cave ... And then? ...”. Stopping at the window, he stuck his hand into it with a gps-communicator, and waving a little at it, again looked at the screen. "- And because the coordinates are correct, nothing can be done." Sighing, he moved on. Meanwhile, the corridor led him to the door, behind which a steep stair descent began. Carefully highlighting himself with the help of the iPhone, the Beautiful Prince descended into a darkened room, in the center of which stood a wooden coffin. "- So they lied about crystal too," the prince murmured. He walked over to the coffin, and throwing back the lid (on surprisingly well-oiled hinges), bent over the face of the person lying in the coffin. But instantly froze. From the coffin an elderly man with gray-haired hair was looking at him and smiling. And there was something wrong in this man's smile ...

In the ensuing silence, the rustling of a sheet of paper fallen from the hand of the Beautiful Prince was well heard. If someone had bothered to make out the words written on him, he would have made out the headline: “How To Find a Beautiful Princess Guide” v.1.0 by graf D.