Aloof Alice, the Elven Race (2)

The room was incredibly spacious, with the floor covered in the fur of some exotic beast. Thoughtfully placed decorations adorned the surroundings, and a faint, elusive fragrance filled the air.

The large French windows with a balcony offered a panoramic view of towering peaks in the distance, cascading silver waterfalls, and an endless expanse of lush forests.

Another window provided a view of the sandy beach and the boundless sea stretching beyond the stone-paved plaza.

The time was midday, and sunlight streamed through the glass, casting scattered patterns of radiant light across the room, dispelling the lingering dimness brought by the castle's structure.

This picturesque scene immediately captured Monica's gaze, dissipating her previous gloom.

"Wow, this room is amazing! Thank you, sister!"

Monica briskly walked to the window, exclaiming as she looked outside. With a heart full of joy, she turned back to express her gratitude.