The halls of the palace were wide and bright, with tall windows letting sunlight pour across the polished marble floors. Logan walked beside Rowan, with Daliah just a step ahead—humming and skipping like someone who had just won a war.
Logan had seen grand buildings before, but there was something different about Solvane's royal palace. The silence here wasn't empty—it felt like it was lively. Even though the halls were empty, Logan could sense the presence of guards, servants, and magic woven into the very walls.
After a few turns, they finally arrived at the dining hall.
Two tall doors swung open before they could even knock. Inside, the atmosphere was nothing like the normal dinner he had attended earlier, or the quiet breakfast that morning.
This… was something else.
