As Asher and the other six accompanying him entered the royal palace, they were flanked by a large contingent of draconian guards, their presence a constant reminder of the watchful eyes of this kingdom.
The interior of the palace was a spectacle of dark grandeur, its vastness and opulence both impressive and intimidating.
Leonidas and Caelum could hardly conceal their astonishment as they gazed around. The towering ceilings made them feel minuscule in comparison, and the scale of the palace's architecture was almost beyond comprehension. They craned their necks upwards, taking in the sight of the tall ceiling that seemed to stretch into infinity.
Oberon's expression was quite pale, his eyes quivering subtly at the thought of having to suffer Asher's torture for the next seven days.
Initially, he felt jubilant, thinking Asher would be entering the tower right away.
