[Island Of Drath] [28] [End]

High above the clouds, the floating castle hung in the sky.

Its tall, sharp towers pierced the clouds, each one glistening in the sunlight.

The entire structure floated, with bridges and archways connecting different parts of the castle, all suspended in midair.

The walls were smooth and shining, made of a material that caught the light like glass. Long, graceful spires stretched upward.

Around it, the soft clouds drifted lazily, hiding the lower parts of the structure.

Within the castle, a large hallway stretched, supported by pillars that glowed softly.

And at the center of the hallway was a beautiful purple throne, and a purple crown lay on it.

The crown looked normal with no mana radiating from it, unlike the whole castle brimming with mana.

It's been like this for time uncounted, waiting for the one who can be worthy of it.

The crown moved slightly as someone entered the castle.