The Duke of Philax is not satisfied with the sugar confection Anne has created, but Anne is determined not to give up. Challe shares his memories of Liz with Anne, which tangles Anne’s feelings into knots. Then Mithril Lid Pod’s wing is stolen!
Each moment that passes before me
 shall be spun from hope
كلّ لحظة تمر أمامي ستُغزل من الأمل
doch das „Jetzt“, das vor uns liegt,
Cada momento que passa à minha frente
será fruto da esperança