A young boy, around the same age as Rio, stood in awe as he entered the grand halls of the castle. It was a sight unlike anything he had ever seen before. Every corner, every part of it, be it stones on the ground, or glass on a window—all of it took his breath away.
With his jet-black hair tousled and his little brownish eyes filled with wonder, he looked around like a lost puppy, taking in every detail with excitement.
The boy couldn't contain his enthusiasm as he ran from one corner of the hall to another, exploring every nook and cranny. He darted through the crowd, maneuvering carefully to avoid bumping into other guests.
His smile beamed brightly, illuminating the room. His excitement was contagious, drawing smiles from some who caught a glimpse of his face.
While some had a sneer on their faces, thinking where did this hillBilly come from.