Once Arannis announced where they were going, the various Elves seemed very excited, immediately chattering, especially Princess Fade.
Arannis saw this and chuckled, "Ah, don't let the title fool you," he said with a wry grin, "It is indeed one of the most beautiful places in the entire Demon Kingdom, perhaps even the world. But as with all things touched by demonic essence, beauty and peril walk hand in hand."
He paced leisurely before them, his hands clasped behind his back. "Imagine a garden that breathes, petals that glow under moonlight, vines that hum in resonance with the souls of those who walk among them. There are roses whose thorns can inject euphoric dreams, lilies that bloom only when they hear your heartbeat, and moss that drinks tears instead of water."
Elara blinked, half in fascination, half in disbelief. "That sounds… oddly poetic for a place with agony in the name."
