Meeting the male lead pt.2
As I stepped foot inside the royal palace, my jaw practically dropped to the floor. This place was beyond stunning—it was a magical architectural masterpiece! I mean, seriously, these architects must have had a direct line to the heavens to come up with something this incredible. The palace oozed elegance and majesty, and the sun's rays seemed to caress its every curve, making it shine even brighter. I couldn't help but wonder how it would look at night, with a full moon and a sky full of twinkling stars. It was like stepping into a fairytale, except without the wicked witches or talking animals. Well, at least not yet.
As I stepped foot inside the royal palace, my jaw practically dropped to the floor. This place was beyond stunning—it was a magical architectural masterpiece! I mean, seriously, these architects must have had a direct line to the heavens to come up with something this incredible. The palace oozed elegance and majesty, and the sun's rays seemed to caress its every curve, making it shine even brighter. I couldn't help but wonder how it would look at night, with a full moon and a sky full of twinkling stars. It was like stepping into a fairytale, except without the wicked witches or talking animals. Well, at least not yet. Can't we just play hide-and-seek instead? That's a way cooler way to make friends.
We hopped out of our carriage, and I swear, the knights and maids lining the path were so perfectly synchronized, it was like they were auditioning for a synchronized bowing championship. It was simultaneously impressive and slightly unnerving. And boy, was it hot! I couldn't feel the heat myself, but the poor attendees were turning as red as lobsters. Note to self: pack a portable fan next time.
As we stroll through these ginormous corridors, led by a servant, my mind starts to wander. I'm completely lost in my own little world, ogling at the mind-blowing castle designs. Old habits die hard, they say. And boy, do I have a terrible sense of direction. Surprise, surprise, I get snapped back to reality and realize I'm as lost as a sock in the dryer. Great, just great. Lost in a mega-sized castle. This is my lucky day.
Trying to retrace my steps, I attempt to go back the way I came. But everything looks like it's doing a magic trick on me. Poof! Familiarity disappeared. Did I take a wrong turn somewhere? It's frustrating, you know? What's the use of having a brain and a decent memory when you can't even remember which way is up? But hey, check out the bling-bling in this hall! These designs scream "I'm filthy rich!" Maybe I should find the butler and ask how much they splurged. Hope he doesn't get all offended. I promise I'm just a curious kid with a soft spot for money. Cha-ching!
After what felt like an eternity of wandering, I finally stumbled upon a door. With a mix of curiosity and desperation, I pushed it open, only to find myself face-to-face with a grand piano. Oh, the nostalgia hit me like a ton of enchanted bricks. It had been ages since I last laid eyes on a piano, back in my previous life. Unable to resist, I approached it, my fingers itching to dance across the keys. Without a second thought, I pressed a key, then another. I plop down on the bench and start playing one of my all-time favorite tunes from my previous existence. I'm lost in the music, pouring my heart out like melted ice cream on a summer day. Little did I know that I had an audience. Cue the gasps! Someone's been eavesdropping on my impromptu concert.