Gareth and his men where led into the large gold palace that was situated at the heart of the dwarve citadel. They thought they had already seen it all, but upon entering the palace they had their jaws to the floor once again. The palace furniture, floors, walls and even windows were all forged from precious metals and stones.
~Maybe that's why Julia is so materialistic~ Gareth thought to himself as they walked through the halls of the palace.
The walked into a large room that looked like a library, but instead of the shelves being filled with books and parchments, they were filled with weapons. Axes, daggers, clubs and many other weapons forged from various types of metels were displayed beautifully in the room.
At the center of the large weapon library stood a long black marble table with matching chairs that Dvalin walked to and took a seat.
"Well come on then elf," the gruff king spoke, "we don't have all day now do we?!"