Approaching Gamlehaugen, the regal castle gleamed under starlight, casting mysterious shadows across expansive gardens. Sarah pushed open the grand iron gates, creaking softly into the silent night. Emily whispered nervously, sensing they were nearing the truth.
Inside the castle, antique portraits watched quietly from ornate frames, eyes seemingly following their movements. Maximillian carefully observed the paintings, suddenly pausing at one depicting a curious scene: children searching excitedly for Easter eggs beneath Bergen’s landmarks. «Look closely,» he murmured, «this painting holds another clue.»
Sarah gently touched the painting, discovering a hidden compartment behind the canvas. Her fingers withdrew a tiny silver key, engraved intricately with images of fish. Emily’s eyes widened excitedly. «Fish—the clue must lead us to the Fish Market.»
Without delay, they hurried from Gamlehaugen through empty streets toward Bergen’s vibrant heart. Maximillian knew the Fish Market, bustling by day, would now lie silent, awaiting them quietly beneath dimmed streetlights.
Their pace quickened, excitement building with each step. Bergen’s mysteries were unraveling quickly, each clue drawing them closer to an unexpected Easter surprise.