Elder Sons

The palace stood as a masterpiece of ancient craftsmanship; the towering spires and intricate stonework were a marvel of the ancient grandeur.

Right now, the snow is covering the spires and roofs of the palace. The paths inside the palace, a sprawling network of buildings forming a labyrinth of corridors, courtyards, and halls, were all now blanketed with snow.

Men, bundled in thick brown cloths, diligently swept the snow from the paths, making sure the pathways remained clear despite the relentless winter.

The cold breeze whistled through the narrow paths, filling the atmosphere with a sense of quietness.

In the palace, on a certain small bridge with a closed arched roof, intricately carved with symbols of lore, the bridge connected the main halls to the inner halls of the palace. The core of the palace. Navigating the palace was no easy task; one would easily lose their way if they entered first time.