The vast halls of the palace seemed to stretch endlessly as Faruk led me through its grand corridors. I couldn't help but admire the sheer opulence of the place
Every detail was meticulously crafted—huge marble columns lined the hallway, each one glistening under the soft glow of crystal chandeliers. The ceiling above was adorned with intricate paintings, much like the ones I’d seen in photos of the Vatican, with sweeping scenes of gods and heroes but these were of the moon goddess and werewolves. It felt surreal like I had stepped into a different world.
The floor beneath my feet was polished marble, gleaming in shades of cream and gold. I could see my reflection on the smooth surface as I walked, the black fabric of my dress swirling around my legs. I hated how it made me feel—beautif
