The grand palace, carefully crafted from sandstone, was far bigger than any building Fishy had seen before. The large hallway was exposed to the elements, with arches leading to the gardens outside. Even despite the harsh desert, beautiful colourful flowers grew without worry, as pretty caretakers watched over them, watering them regularly.
Fishy, Ziu and Clara were escorted down the hall till they reached the throne room. There was enough space to host a city ball, with the throne sitting atop a set of stairs.
Pottery and art rested against the walls, whilst sandstone statues of the past leaders lined up beside the throne and the current ruler who occupied it.
Tens of stairs sat before them as stood centre, where they were watched from high up by the slender beauty that rested on her arm, annoyed and tired.
