~ Isabella’s POV

As Gina ushered me into the grand room, my breath caught in my throat. The palace was nothing like anything I had seen before. Every detail spoke of ancient power and elegance, a true testament to the history and authority of the Fae Kingdom.

The floors gleamed like polished marble, each tile inscribed with intricate patterns that seemed to shimmer faintly under the soft glow of enchanted chandeliers. The high ceilings stretched into a dome, adorned with murals depicting Fae legends—heroes and heroines locked in eternal battles, their forms graceful yet fierce.

“Welcome to your quarters, my lady,” Gina said with a soft smile, stepping aside to...