"Here we are. The Redhill Palace." The queen extended her arms out, showing the room in front of them.
Like the barracks building before, it was a massive hall. But rather than soldiers training or the depressing atmosphere. They were greeted to a long carpet that extended till the end of the room.
Around them, the walls held paintings, beautiful armor and weapons, and even a few books. All though were sealed in glass boxes, bound in thick rope, preventing anyone from opening them.
Above, a large chandelier with decorative ropes and chains hung, giving a golden tint to the entire place. Red curtains hung on parts of the walls, adding to the beauty of it all.
Servants in and guards alike moved around in almost perfect sync, as if controlled by something to perfectly follow each other and finish their tasks with elegance and perfection.
