[Xanthea]
I watched the Aile castle become clearer and clearer in the side-view mirror of Nesryn’s car the farther we drove away from it. Yet its sprawling grandness couldn’t be captured in one frame.
The royal castle was the perfection of Baroque architecture, rising majestically to the extreme of excellence against the dark sky. Its pointed turrets and its colossal form were adorned in a regal aesthetic of black, gray, white, and gold.
It took us ten minutes just to drive out of its stretched out precinct covered with the dense trees. Nesryn said that there was a lake among those trees that revolved around the palace, so she warned me to never enter the woods alone.
The private driveway was built through those trees elevated from the land in such a way it never got in the lake’s pa
