Background Dalam Istana Novels & Stories

Natalie I winced as the heavy oak door creaked loudly in the silence of the deserted corridor. The main palace was still, most of its inhabitants already retired for the night. As a lowly kitchen slave, I was rarely permitted access to these opulent upper levels, reserved for the pack's nobility. But one of the fine rugs in the guest wing's main sitting room had been stained earlier today, and the head housekeeper insisted it be washed immediately to avoid offence.

Jace asked Erica to do her job despite being reluctant. "Order accepted, Your Majesty." Erica smiled kindly at Ben. She is always professional. "We have many empty rooms in the basement—the former royal prison. Perhaps you will like it, Mr. Benjamin?" Ben was offended. He glared at Rain and tried to pull the girl out of the Palace. "Come on, Ben. They do go a bit too far when they're joking. But, this joke is truly extraordinary. Since the first time I set foot in this Palace, they never joked once."

Most of the staffs were taking a bow at her and half kneeling as she walked past them. She stopped for awhile, taking a sight to her surroundings, capturing every angle of the huge building with her misty gaze. She turned around, changed her direction to another part of the palace. Stopping in the outer place of the Palace along the corridor, surrounded by some big ivory painted pillars, she gazed out. The old garden of roses was changed to become a pool for royal members with the sculpture of King Othello in the middle. She sighed.

Expansive windows let in streams of natural light, illuminating the polished floors and ornate furniture. As they walked through the halls, Ram and Gowthami couldn't help but admire the beauty of the palace. The walls were lined with paintings and tapestries, each telling a story of the palace's rich history. Chandeliers hung from the ceilings, their crystals sparkling like stars. The gardens outside were equally breathtaking, with meticulously trimmed hedges, vibrant flowers, and fountains that added a soothing background of trickling water. When they arrived, two servants hurried towards Gowthami, their faces lighting up with recognition. "Welcome back, Sakhi," they said respectfully, bowi

I got them under the covers of the bed next to the bathroom and didn’t pretend to be surprised when Grace handed me a book off the nightstand. “Now, where were we?” I asked as Zane sat on the other bed. I looked over to him with a question, and he smiled. “As if I would miss one of your impressive performances.” I rolled my eyes and ignored the warmth in my stomach. “The palace was festively adorned. The walls and the flooring, which were of porcelain, gleamed in the rays of thousands of golden lamps. The most glorious flowers, which could ring clearly, had been placed in the in the passages. There was a running to and fro, and a thorough draught, and all the bells rang so loudly that one co

The ceilings disappear in the clouds while the floor is covered with milky white marble. “I have bought someone,” Is all Nadal speaks before he steps aside to reveal the rest of the room. At the center of the room is a throne on which sits Ishtar. She looks glorious and beautiful surrounded by her male subjects. There’s a big fruit basket on her side from which a male subject picks up a bunch of grapes and holds it in front of Ishtar but her eyes are on me, studying me from head to toe. A bark of laughter escapes her mouth as she throws her head back. Her yellow teeth shines like metal as the light reflects on them.

“I can’t go around beating everyone up for their opinions and stories. If it becomes big, I can come clean.” The palace was in the city, near the Temple complex where Isabella and Micheal lived. Like the other buildings, it was circular in shape with many wings that were seemingly placed at random. Logan had told her that the palace was also used for government offices, justifying its large size, but he was uncomfortable with the building's grandeur. It came equipped with both a contingent of guards and twenty Kolns who cooked, cleaned, and maintained the palace.

Mates had been the last thing on their minds. After breakfast, they decided to explore. The palace was vast—built from creamy limestone, with high vaulted ceilings painted with historical battles and celestial symbols. The air always smelled faintly of sandalwood and old books. They found hidden courtyards blooming with lilacs and roses, echoing chambers filled with statues of fallen Lycan warriors, and even a sunlit atrium filled with butterflies behind enchanted glass. “This place is too pretty for a place that breaks people,” Iris said as she traced her fingers along a stained-glass window of the first Queen Lycan.

Zella “Oh my god, it's huge,” I gasped as the car pulled through huge black gates driving into the most beautiful estate I had ever seen. There was a tall and looming mansion seated in the heart of the property. I had just been discharged from the hospital after being cooped up for two weeks and I wasn't expecting this. I wondered what had happened on that day but Isaiah said it wasn't too serious and I believed him. “This is where we’ll stay now, princess,” Isaiah said, picking me up in his arms as he got out of the vehicle. I watched as his men all dressed in black suits swept the entire area while he strode towards the door.