At last, as the shadows from the late afternoon sun began to stretch across the floors of the hall, the sculptor shifted his weight, and opened his mouth to speak. Your majesties, you grace me with such a request, I cannot help but oblige. It is an honor. At this, the Queen sat as straight as a rod, listening for the words that would come next. But, I can do this on one condition only. I will work in a closed hall, where none may enter - regardless of whether they can hear me working or otherwise. None may enter until I open the doors from within and proclaim to all that the statues are completed.