Royal Palace
The marble palace glimmers like a jewel encrusted crown upon the hillside. Its domed turrets spiral towards the heavens, gold filigree glinting in the sunlight. Within the curtain wall fortifications, meticulous gardens bloom with roses and lavender, fountain water trilling over stone cherubs. In the grand ballroom, sunlight spills across the polished parquet floor, illuminating the frescoed ceiling depicting scenes of mythology and power. Nobles dressed in silk and brocade whisper and laugh beneath the chandeliers' crystalline glow. The long table groans under platters of roast duck, fruit tarts and wine in glittering goblets. Outside the towering gates, the city bustles with merchants and tradesmen, unaware of the opulence within the palace walls. But all know their fates are intertwined with the royal family residing in this impeccable bastion, for better or worse.