Manicured gardens unfolded in every direction, bursting with flowers in colors Nnenna had never seen before, soft glowing blues, delicate purples with translucent petals, and rich reds that looked like drops of fire.
Multiple towers pierced the sky, each uniquely shaped, some round like domes, others twisting like spirals or crowned with gold plated spires.
The largest tower at the center seemed to float ever so slightly. This was the heart of an ancient, powerful kingdom, and home to royalty that ruled with tradition.
The vehicle finally slowed as they passed under a wide archway carved from white stone, heading into the castle's lower levels. Torches lining the walls lit up automatically as they approached, flickering to life with soft blue flames.
They were now inside the underground garage, massive, clean, and echoing slightly with the hum of modern technology.
