Commander Alec finally led Luke and Ilyrana toward their quarters with no more sights left to explore for the day.
"You must be tired after such a long day," he said. "Allow me to show you to your rooms."
The walk was shorter than Luke expected. Their accommodations weren't just some distant guesthouse but rather part of a visitor's building directly connected to the castle itself. It was clear from the start that this wasn't just any ordinary lodging—Virencia had spared no effort in making their guests feel like royalty.
As they stepped inside, Luke's first thought was that the place put Nateron's castle to shame. The hallways were grand, lined with polished marble floors that reflected the glow of elegant chandeliers. The walls were adorned with intricate tapestries depicting the history of Virencia, each thread woven with care and detail. Even the air smelled refined—a faint mix of lavender and sea breeze, a subtle reminder of the empire's connection to the ocean.
