Fred The Seventh.

The convoy continued winding through the intricate pathways of the expansive estate until it reached a majestic roundabout, featuring a grand fountain. A colossal statue of a white horse, standing tall at 25 meters, sprayed water from its mouth. Navigating the roundabout with precision, the convoy reformed into its diamond shape, with the white Mercedes Benz at its heart.

As the procession approached its final destination, an incomprehensibly colossal castle, the sedans were guided to a nearby warehouse garage, while Thalia's Mercedes parked prominently at the castle's front door. An assembly of impeccably dressed maids awaited Thalia on either side of the entrance, echoing a synchronized greeting.

"Good day, Milady!" they chorused, their voices blending in unison. Unperturbed, Thalia, with regal poise, ascended the entrance stairs, each step exuding an elegance befitting a queen. Upon reaching the doorstep, two bodyguards in black suits opened the door, allowing her to proceed.