Edinburgh Palace, Scotland, 12:30;
Accoutred in a stunning mustard yellow high waist gown, Rong Xinghe took her darling's outstretched hand as she got down the Bugatti Chiron, an enthralling smile plastered across her lips. Xi Yuan, on the other hand, had put on a casual Olive Green shirt, along with a pair of black jeans and his black overcoat. But even so, they had the aura. The 'match made in heaven' aura. They complimented each other. They always did.
The second she laid her eyes upon the enormously regal castle, Rong Xinghe felt an odd sensation of exuberance crawl up her spine. Edinburgh Castle, a stronghold that was once the residence of Scottish monarchs, now stood mostly as a museum. For a girl who cherished the world of dragons and magic, majestic palaces such as these served as a warehouse in the storm. Naturally, the palace was bound to stir quite some unexplainable feelings inside her.
