There was a flash of light…
… And small luminous part began to detach themselves from Ahiru's body.
Fakir's head echoed with an ominous voice. "Once upon a time, there was a maiden in love. However if she spoke her love, she would disappear in a flash of light."
He rose suddenly.
"No! No! You can't disappear! I love you too!" He exclaimed with anguish.
He feverishly grabbed the piece of paper and the feathered pen he had set down on his chair. Ahiru's eyes had already disappeared with the top half of her head.
Fakir looked away to the paper and wrote desperately.
Ahiru was not disappearing: she was transforming again and the particles of light regrouped to form a golden egg around her. Her love was returned and the magic of it was exercising its power.
Ahiru was there, inside the egg, waiting to emerge and meet the former knight again. And when she emerged, it was in the form she liked the most and wanted to be in. He raised his head to look at her.
Fakir dropped his pen and closed his eyes. Then, standing up, he raised his head and opened them again, looking at human head-level.
Fear and despair clung at his heart and he dropped his gaze down, hoping for yellow feathers.
His eyes met pink skin instead.
Ahiru lay sprawled on the ground. She looked as Ahiru would… as princess Tutu would. A naked princess Tutu that is. Human.
"Ahiru!" Fakir exclaimed, transported with joy.
Smiling and blushing, he removed his shirt to help cover her and kneeled by his beloved. She moaned, turned her head. Their eyes met and she smiled.
"I love you Fakir." She affirmed once again, sitting up.
"I love you too, idiot." He answered, drawing her in a tight embrace. "I really, really love you."
And then he whispered, so low that only she could hear. "And in whatever form, I will always remain by your side, for as long as you will have me."
And so, a man had written an end to another story. But this end was also a beginning.