The carriage rolled through the castle's main gates, passing beneath an archway that towered thirty feet overhead. Guards stood at attention as they entered, their salutes crisp and synchronized in a display of military discipline that spoke to extensive training.
Sir Christophe guided them through courtyards that seemed to stretch impossibly far, gardens maintained with such precision that every plant appeared positioned by master architects. Fountains carved from white marble sent water cascading in patterns that defied gravity, magical enhancement making the displays more art than simple decoration.
"His Majesty has arranged accommodations befitting your service to the kingdom," the knight explained as they approached the castle's main entrance. "You'll find the hospitality here reflects the crown's genuine appreciation for what you've accomplished."
