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Lyra smiled. [color=f49ac2]"Yes Ba-Ba," [/color]she agreed and stepped back with her small hands on her small hips. [color=f49ac2]"No peeking!" [/color]she ordered, waiting for him to cover his eyes and start counting. Once he started the child took off like the wind, the echo of her running feet fading as she searched for a place to hide.
She thought about the throne room and headed there first, but there were too many icky people in there. Then she thought about the kitchen but then thought Ba-Ba would be sure to look there first since that was where the cakes were. She scurried towards her room but at the last moment turned and ran to Ba-Ba's room. If anyone had asked she would have told them Ba-Ba wouldn't have thought to look for her there, but really it was the pull of her curiosity over the mirror that lead her there.

Lyra ran inside, forgetting to shut the door all the way, and looked around fast for a good hiding spot. She dove into his bed, hiding under some pillows. The package with the pretty mirror was beside his bed on the table. Lyra peeked out from her hiding spot, listening carefully for Ba-Ba's footsteps. Her eyes strayed to the package, but she stayed put. It was really hard.