Adam’s Thoughts II

Adam.

I stood at the entrance of the hall that had been chosen for this unnecessary event, my gaze sweeping across the extravagant décor that adorned every corner.

The ostentatious display was a testament to the lavishness that my father had spared no expense to achieve, a grand gesture intended to curry favor with the Queen.

Intricately carved pillars adorned with gilded accents soared towards the ornate ceiling, shimmering under the golden hue of chandeliers that hung like beacons of indulgence. Every surface gleamed with meticulous polish, reflecting the wealth that had been poured into crafting this spectacle of grandeur.