The Portrait of Lady in White
Once upon a time, enveloped in the labyrinth of the lost city of Minos, stood a grand castle that was home to the distinguished Baron, Albrecht. Known for his passion for art and mystiques, Albrecht was the last in his bloodline. The castle, filled with innumerable portraits, held a mysterious painting that fascinated the Baron the most - the portrait of a lady cloaked in white, the 'Lady in White'.
Every guest who visited the castle found themselves ensnared in the charm of this portrait. The Lady in White bore an uncanny aura, her eyes - deep blue, her lips - inconspicuously crimson, and complexion as fair as that of the winter's first snow. The enigma behind her identity only added to her allure. But it was her ever-changing expressions that perturbed Albrecht the most, with joy one moment, a gaze full of sorrow in the next.
One evening, as Baron Albrecht was mulling over the stories hidden within the Portrait of the Lady in White, a small parchment fell from behind the painting. It contained a poem that spoke about eternal life. A shiver ran through Albrecht's spine wondering if it was about the Lady in White herself. His curiosity heightened, and that very night, the enchanting journey started.
Embracing the inky cloak of night, Albrecht started researching the castle's documents and scrolls, and the tale began unfolding. The Lady in White was an enchantress, trapped in the portrait by an ancient curse cast by a sorcerer who was once smitten and then scorned by her. As per the curse, only the undying love for her could set her free.
Albrecht, captivated by her charm, realized he was gradually falling deeply in love with the Lady in White. He began talking to the painting, spending countless hours staring into her deep blue eyes, confessing his love and longing. Uncannily, he felt as if the Lady in White also reciprocated his feelings.
One evening, under the golden glow of the setting sun, Albrecht tearfully declared his love for her truly and sincerely. Her eyes twinkled, her lips curled into a sweet smile, and the portrait started to shimmer. Suddenly, the room was filled with a pulsating light, and the painting came to life. The enchantress in white stepped out of the canvas, as real and beautiful as in her portrait. Her curse had been broken.
Overwhelmed with happiness, Albrecht and the Lady in White embraced. There was an inexplicable chemistry as they pledged their eternal love for each other. They lived a content life henceforth, their love story standing as a timeless testament to the magical bond that they shared. The enchanted castle hence became a symbol of their eternal love, filling the hearts of guests with kindled hope and belief in the power of love.
As the last stroke of midnight strummed in the clock tower, one could still see the portrait of the Lady in White, her eyes twinkling with joy and her lips emanating an everlasting smile.