Adis took Haru in the Royal Gallery of the Water Palace while Zen and Aquarius were on their trail. At the grand antechamber, one could see an enormous painting that almost covered the entire wall. On each side were thick velvet draperies in shade of burgundy red and golden tassels at the lower end as its protective cover.
As if in trance, Haru approached the painting of the world map and softly brushed her fingers at the canvass. She craned her neck to have a close-up view of its brilliant colors and detailed strokes. Whoever painted it must have been committed to both imagination and reality and put it in a portrait that would last for eternity.
"Who created this outstanding workmanship?" Haru breathed out in awe. She would love to meet the artist behind such a masterpiece.
"It was the late Queen of Trium Regum, my mother," Adis replied in a voice laced with both tenderness and melancholy.
