Gate of Memoirs/East Hall: Gold - Start

The third puzzle presents Nimrah with an internal conflict regarding the welfare of her ticket out of this place.
Portrait 	Dialogue
Music: "Honor" 	Music: "Honor"
 	
*This time, both Renatus and Nimrah find themselves spiralling downwards into an endless expanse before their consciousness cuts off.
 	
*Nimrah wakes first, wincing at the nausea—yet another drawback of a physical manifestation.
*Nimrah: (Ugh...My head hurts.)
 	
*Nimrah: (Wait. Renatus.)
*Nimrah: Hey. Seeker. Wake up!
 	
*Renatus: Oogh.
*Renatus: *cough*
 	
*Nimrah: Still alive. Thank goodness.
*Nimrah: (... ...)
 	
*Nimrah: (Keep it together, Nimrah. You just need him alive to get out of here.)
 	
*Nimrah keeps her distance, idly checking her nails as Renatus sits up.
 	
*Renatus: That wasn't a dream, right? It was another trial.
*Renatus: Look, the frame...
 	
*The mirror's frame now sports a antique golden sheen to it.
 	
*Renatus: Bronze, silver, gold...
*Renatus: This would correspond with coinage that's been in use for centuries...
 	
*Nimrah seems to light up at the revelation.
*Nimrah: Perhaps Master's tome shows you what *you* want.
*Nimrah: Which, for most people here, would be the fabulous wealth he accumulated...
 	
*Nimrah: ...But that's why they didn't manage to escape.
*Nimrah: Or for those who managed to find the tome, why they vanished entirely. Eaten by the mirror, no doubt.
 	
*Nimrah: That's clever. Perhaps you're the first to have really understood what Master himself was after...
 	
*Renatus stares into the mirror again, and this time, his reflection seems completely different.
*A magnificently regal cloak is thrown about his shoulders, and a crown of platinum sits upon his head.
*The room in the reflection seems more like the king's personal chambers than the dusty study in the Scholar's Tomb.
 	
*Nimrah crowds over, a wry smile crossing her features.
*Nimrah: Well, I don't particularly blame you. You do look very dashing as a prince.
Music: "Overcome"	Music: "Overcome"
 	
*Renatus: I've got an idea...But we'll have to go in again.
 	
*Nimrah: Why, are you hoping you'll fish out enough gold to turn yourself into an actual prince?
 	
*Renatus: Wouldn't that be a nice bonus?
 	
*Renatus: You said this book right here has been vanishing people, right?
*Renatus: Since we've already made it out twice...
*Renatus: Maybe if we indulge its trials one more time, it'll let us out.
*Renatus: It's our only shot, anyway.
 	
*Nimrah: That's a very bold plan, but I have to agree we don't have very many options...
*Nimrah: After you, then.
 	
*Nimrah watches Renatus place his hand upon the mirror's surface and walk through its rippling portal.
*The smile fades from her face as the portal yawns back at her.
 	
*Nimrah: Master, what really happened?
*Nimrah: Why won't you let me go?
 	
*A single ripple is all that is offered in answer.
 	
*Nimrah: You can take anyone else you like...
 	
*Nimrah: But you're not taking my lifeline away.