After leaving the emperor's study, the grand doors closed softly behind them, and Orion found himself standing in the heart of the palace's luxury.
The hallways stretched endlessly, their golden accents catching the light from the chandeliers above.
Every corner seemed to hold a story, every detail so intricate that he didn't know where to look first. His heart raced with childlike excitement, and he let out a low whistle of amazement.
"This place is like a dream," he said, his voice hushed in awe.
Elian walked beside him, his pace slow and deliberate. He kept his hands clasped in front of him, his movements precise and graceful. His green eyes flicked to Orion, a small smile playing at the corners of his lips. "It does have a certain charm," he admitted quietly.
