Kelar walked down the royal hallway, with Cynthia escorting him from behind. The corridor was lined with intricate paintings on the walls and ornate murals stretching across the domed ceiling, each stroke a testament to the palace's rich history and artistry.
As Kelar passed by, palace workers and stationed guards stopped what they were doing to bow their heads in silent respect.
Eventually, they arrived at a grand set of golden double doors, flanked by two armored guards. The guards saluted and pushed open the doors without a word. Kelar gave them a small nod in acknowledgment before striding inside, his boots pressing against the long crimson carpet that led directly to the throne.
Cynthia followed close behind.
