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‘Hmmm …’ Ilvie twinkles back. ‘I don’t know. I’ll ask Leonie when I get a chance.’

Leonie didn’t notice Ilvie and Theo’s twinkled conversation, so she just continues: “For a while, everything was just fine. My great-grandmother was fast, courageous, and wise—and she had a fast, courageous, and wise troop of women and men around her. Her specialty was robbing dangerous bandits and taking all their treasure. But then one day the evil, greedy ­Sicarius gang laid a trap for her, which became her downfall. My ­great-grandmother died as a hero and her crew with her. The ship sank, though, and the last and biggest treasure that she had collected was lost ­forever. Great-grandmother didn’t manage to give the treasure to anyone; she had hidden it so well that nobody in the world could find it.”

“Oh, that’s very sad, but also very exciting,” Ilvie mumbles dreamily. “Is it really not possible to find the treasure?”

“No,” replies Leonie sadly. “Somewhere, there’s a map that shows where the treasure is, but the map was also lost. Of course the mean, greedy ­Sicarius gang tried for years to find the map and the treasure—that was also the ­reason they lured my great-grandmother and her troop into the trap. ­Eventually, even the nasty crooks had to give up.” Leonie digs around in the box some more. “Oh, yes, here it is!” she cries with joy. “Look—this is a ­portrait of my great-grandmother.”