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Up here though? Everything feels calmer. More private. Elegant. Soft golden lights glow against dark walls lined with massive paintings and silver sconces. Thick runners stretch across polished black flooring while tall windows overlook the palace grounds below. “This floor is beautiful,” I admit quietly while looking around. Aurora hums softly inside my head. “It feels old.” She was right. Something about this level felt different than the rest of the palace. Older somehow. Stronger. Important. “This area is usually reserved for high ranking guests and royal visitors,” Isabella explains while leading me farther down the hallway. “The tournament turnout was larger than expected this year, so

Whatever the result is, it will bring nothing but trouble to you, so it is not advisable to attempt it. The Ruby Palace is surrounded by residential buildings. The innermost building with the engraving of crimson four-leaves clover on the front door, fenced with sturdy black gates, is exclusive for the Emperor and the Queen. Followed by three-leaves clover, which is reserved for Imperial Concubine, and the rest are for concubines.

The waist is baggy, doesn't show her slim waist, the style is so rustic. They were taken to a castle, looking at the huge castle in front of Bella Risa was a bit overwhelmed, just talking about this flower garden, it is already many times larger than her mansion. Although the White House was also considered a wealthy family, it was still far behind the castle in front of her. Bella Risa is housed in a small servant building at the back of the castle.

I reply as we make our way into the palace. I am once again taken in awe by the beauty of it. While the outside of the castle is purely white, the inside of the court is not. The colors range from pale ivory to muted mustard; the design is finished with a bench made of stained oak wood and two chairs to match. I can picture Persephone meeting with the guest in this room or Hades discussing business with his brothers; just aside from the foyer is a spiral staircase, with one set of stairs going west and the other going right; the railing is white and has beautiful green vines with tiny yellow flowers intertwined throughout.

This wing also has several grand halls for events, banquets and gatherings. The East Wing was the residential area of the palace, where the royal children and their guests reside. The rooms were elegantly decorated with ice furniture, such as ice beds, ice tables, and ice chairs. The walls were adorned with ice carvings of winter landscapes, such as snow-capped mountains and frozen lakes. The windows were made of colored ice, allowing the sunlight to filter in and create a beautiful rainbow effect.

She knows that the intention is to deter unwelcome guests. The night before, Laurin showed her around the halls of the castle's four wings. Every hall was larger and grander than the last one. Indra almost found it surreal to wander around in the luxurious rooms and somehow, strangely, it began feeling like home. She admired the ceiling paintings that adorned each room, paintings that showed the history behind the creation of time.

He guides me away from the main entrance of the palace and along a small path through a back door, then down a long hallway that doesn’t appear to get much use. As we continue forward, I can’t help but notice the stark difference between Prince Kaine’s room in the basement and the rest of the palace. Where Prince Kaine’s room is simple, even barren, the palace is extravagant. Even the seemingly abandoned hallway I am being dragged along is more ornate. The walls are littered with expensive-looking art, and intricate sconces adorn the wall every six feet or so. The guard continues to pull me until he leads me through a doorway and into a large room where about thirty other women are gathered.

Mary added. Mayang did tell me before that this palace where the prince and the princess resides is called the Tulips palace. Just like what the name implies, this palace is basically filled with plants, trees and a bunch of tulips which the princess herself adores the most. “Good Morning, Milady and umm, young master uh…” “Hercules.” Said Hercules. “And I’m Mary.” Mary added. The woman nodded. “Good Morning Young Master Hercules and Miss Mary. Please follow me.”

Izfar As usual, the Kingdom of Ishtiya' are bustling with people coming in and out from the county. Their commercial activities flourished, the sea products that were caught were all fresh, and the farm products were clean, free from infections. The people chatter that came from the stalls which were established at the central town could be heard until the gates of the palace. Not far from the town, the palace majestically stood tall, with a pair of arch, shaped like bird wings, stretching high up into the sky. The clean white walls were taken care of meticulously by the loyal servants of the palace.

And as the whispers around them started rising again - this time mixed with worshipping oohs and aahs - Nathaniel and Katherine entered the palace arm in arm. As if on command, music began to play. The rest of the royal family had already slipped past them, and King William waited on the podium at the end of the throne hall. What appeared to Katherine as a dark predator's den once, was decorated with silver banners and glittering ice crystals today. Even the black marble seemed to blink and glitter. Despite this, the cold was dispersed by the masses of people that barely fit inside and crowded to both sides of the dark blue carpet that reached up to the podium.