The palace gates stood tall before Selene, shining under the morning sun. White stone walls rose high, and guards in silver armor lined the entrance. Their dark blue eyes was attentive, following the carriage as if it was a threat.

Their spears crossed when her carriage rolled in, their claws already out, waiting to pounce, then they paused as her letter was shown, opening the gate and letting her in.

Selene stepped down.

The courtyard was full of eyes. Women in gowns, lords in robes, ...