Mirror Mirror

Mary swallowed, asking, in a light voice, “Why are you crying?”The girl flinched, as if only realising now that Mary's presence in front of her was no illusion. She did not reply immediately, watching Mary with a hint of caution in her gaze.Mary understood…perhaps the girl in front of her was just as confused and lost as her. She crouched down, settling opposite to the weeping girl, “I am Maria,” She told her, “But you can just call me Mary. What is your name?”----A week before her wedding to the King of France, fifteen-year-old Mary walks through her looking glass one night and encounters a weeping girl. Despite the bizarre nature of their meeting and their initial differences, the two girls may have more in common than they realise.