A castle. A real legit f*****g castle. Erin couldn’t believe her eyes. It was like she was at a Disney World or whatever amusement park. She had been in awe ever since they reached the capitol—with all its strange architecture, its clean and organized streets, its peaceful people—but this! This real, huge, magnificent f*****g castle!
Erin wondered how high and wide it was—how many people it could accommodate, how high the ceilings were. Alaric said there were no dragons but she was almost sure there was bound to be one. Or at least a princess trapped in one of those tall-ass scary-looking towers.
She peeked above Alaric's shoulder. A number of people were all lined up in front, as if they were waiting for them. Most were wearing armor, but less extravagant than the one Alaric had, some
