25
Varian
My heart squeezed at the sight in front of us.
The Sun City.
“Welcome to my home,” I told Layla. I glanced at her, but she was staring at the city stretching as far as the eye could see. Though she had been to the Spring Court before, she had never come to the Summer Court, and here things were quite different.
The city's golden glint faded as we approached it, and instead the walls became a beige color with burnt-yellow roofs—thus the golden glow from the sunlight.
As I expected, the guards saw us coming from miles ahead and were waiting for us at the gates.
Once we were close enough, I stopped the sandsailer and jumped off.
“I can’t believe my eyes,” General Behar said as he walked toward us. The old man grabbed my arms and stared at me as if he was seeing a ghost. “Are
