RARITY ARMOR
Passing through ornate corridors, we entered the heart of the castle, a magnificent atrium bathed in the soft hues of stained glass windows. Sunlight filtered through, casting a kaleidoscope of colors upon the polished surfaces. Plush carpets underfoot absorbed the echo of our footsteps, creating an atmosphere of serenity.
Though her words painted a vivid picture of grandeur, my mind kept drifting back to Vidar.
We entered the breathtaking gardens, and as the scent of blooming flowers enveloped us, Diana turned to me with a warm smile. "The king holds this place dear. He believes in creating spaces of beauty and solace."
The gardens, an oasis of lush greenery, unfolded beyond the castle walls. Fragrant blooms of every imaginable hue adorned manicured lawns, and fountains
