The Wives' Morning
The sun had fully risen now.
Its golden glow bathed the entire capital of Moonspire in warm brilliance, casting long, soft shadows across the white marble streets and gilded rooftops. Rays of morning light spilled over the royal palace walls like liquid gold, illuminating every part of the grand structure. Within its vast grounds, nestled amidst trimmed bushes and silent fountains, stood the spacious guest mansion where Leon and his wives resided for the grand event.
This palace, a majestic combination of beauty and power, stood tall with high pillars, expansive balconies, and intricate stone engravings. Outside, the garden was in full bloom with dew-kissed new flowers whose colors were brightened by the early light of morning.
Life inside was also beginning to stir.
