Eleanor opened her eyes to find a waterfall slithering down into a crisp white lake below. She smiled in delight before she felt her father’s hand on her own as she turned around to grin at him, “it had been so long since I had seen this place.” She gushed making Marcus chuckle and nod.
“Arcadia is a beautiful realm, after all. More beautiful than any other.”
Eleanor smiled as she turned around to look at the towering palace with glass towers, looking as if it was made out of ice shards.
The crystal marbles glimmered in the glow that basked the entire place in its ethereal energy. Pixies and faeries danced around in joy, flying past Eleanor, making her chuckle. The lake was filled with vibrantly coloured fishes and other creatures that were only limited to Arcadia.
Her eyes fell on
