So far, the ride turned out quickly and they arrived at the outermost gate of the Braewood Keep.
From far afield, her eyes glanced at the gigantic tree that had sprawling branches with voluminous leaves in it and the myriad glinting lights hovering around it.
The tree was as vibrant and spectacular as the starry sky.
From its uppermost region, close to the canopy towards the base, had several stone establishments attached to it, much like the splendor of a treehouse, and it was as though it behaved no different from a group of mushrooms growing on a large piece of wood log.
In the middle of a bountiful magical forest and mountain ranges, a great edifice so natural was one of the highlights within the Western Territory.
Perhaps even better than what she had described in the book.
'I have chills and butterflies in my stomach at the same time, seeing these settings… Is it even normal?'
