As they walked through the long, gleaming hallway, Asgard kept a steady pace beside Anna while pointing out various chambers and landmarks of the palace. And Anna listened intently, absorbing every detail like a sponge, occasionally stealing glances at the man beside her.
He spoke with such teverence and knowledge that Anna couldn't help but admire him. Plus, he is a lot nicer than everyone she's met so far.
"Why am I not bound to someone like him?" she mused, comparing his composed demeanor to Kael's cold arrogance. Asgard was elegant, gentle even. Kael was… well, complicated.
Their first stop was the grand ballroom. Towering windows let in the sun light that danced across the marble floor. Crystal chandeliers swayed lightly above, and murals of celestial battles adorned the ceiling.
"This space is used for royal celebrations and state functions," Asgard explained with a faint smile, his voice bearing quality of a seasoned storyteller.