You are quite the excited one. Yet I must inform you that we are not to venture to the higher expanse, at least not this time." Fireball's inner flamed dimmed. "We are to meet Queen Nūĕisa and King Vuqaĭs at the palace-you as well." The two piles on Dasarēan's shoulders heard the princess' words. They were ready to become their weaponized form, not that they perceived a threat, but only to adorn the hands of their masters properly. The small piles of flame and waters believed the most respectful form in the presence of their Graces given their recent battle with the breach of the kingdom's sanctity. In a matter of moments they arrived. The stone transport lowered itself to the ground. The Vaeran palace was four times the size of their castle. The land was vast and each of the four main gardens. In the center of one was a large fountain. Its waters poured from four openings within the Vaeran atmosphere and into the surface of the ground. Moments later, the water pulled itself through the tips of foliage and grass. Each time droplets combined with that which sprang forth anew, they make twinkling imagery appear. Another of the main gardens contained four fires suspended in mid-air. These were of a pale ombré of ivory to violet hue. Two flames on opposite sides were raised higher than the other pair. They flickered sparks that collided with one another and fed into the lower two. This was the garden that Fireball initially reacted to. Its extended tips of its flames upward and released sparks.
"I think Fireball has inclined to its most kindred," Prince Dasarēan said. Soon after it returned to its most normal shape, but plopped a bit lower before scrambling back into its proper place. "Are you alright, Fireball. We will pass that garden first." It rotated and settled. Water and fire piles stretched their small forms upwards, curious as to any changes that the battle had caused to the kingdom. The gates encircling the palace grounds were of a strong Vaeran metal. Some claimed that this metal was forged within the atmosphere when the Sacred Four graced its presence to create their world. Others believed that the metal was so strong it had not originated from theirs or any other world, but rain down from beyond the heavens in the form of waters, seeping into the ground until the earliest inhabitants were able to discover it in random mountains surrounding the borders of the Kingdom of Vaera. Of course, this metal was found in the other three kingdoms, each one having their own lore of how it originated as well. Its appearance was of a natural ivory, a duplicitous trait in which most would assume it could not bear much. Yet it was a fortress which in its intricate design filtered the auras of those who entered, the elements which traveled here and through, as well as a balance for the palace grounds itself. Its design and formation held secrets. Those who erected it eons ago only followed the perimeter and the king's initial instructions. As they dug holes and ploughed, the design of the gate itself formed seemingly on its own. They measured from where they had begun, knowing that they did not lay all of the gate. The works watched as the metal multiplied, following a pattern sent forth by unknown ancients until it reached the starting point again. When they reported what they had witnessed to the Vaeran's palace guards who could only transmit their observations to the advisors, the king and queen of that time smiled and raised their right hand.
"For this land is sacred, and these grounds hold but only one key," the Vaeran queen of yore said. She and the king decided to reward the workers with great fortune, for they were of pure hearts. None could have begun the laying of the gate had they been chosen for a reason. The two piles observed the gate as much as Fireball displayed a keen interest in the gardens. Prince Dasarēan and Princess Yuestasīa walked slowly as their regal garb dragged along the grounds. It was not until they reached halfway to the entrance of the palace that they heard thunderous roar. Many of the Vaeran gentry were present. Most of the Vaeran people had gathered.
"My princess, mother and father await for our arrival," Prince Dasarēan said. They continued their trek onward. Vaeran royal guards began to appear more frequently the closer they appeared toward the main doors. These doors were even more grandiose than that of their castle. Princess Yuestasīa's mouth fell open. She lived simply, though most of her life much better than other Vaerans. Still she had never thought that she would stand on the threshold of such a place. The master took hold of her hands and faced her. "So beautiful and kind. Whenever you desire, we may stay here as guests of mother and father." She nodded her head 'no'. Yuestasīa only desired to focus on her life with her bonded mate in the consecrated abode yet to be explored. She believed that they could explore to learn more of the grand palace and its grandeur another day, unless fate dictated otherwise. Four guards appeared right before the prince and princess. Yuestasīa held onto Dasarēan's hand. He squeezed her delicate fingers to give her reassurance.
"Prince Dasarēan, Princess Yuestasīa, your king and queen awaits," one guard said. He immediately stepped to Dasarēan's left and bowed. Another offer to assist the princess. She turned to face the master. Yuestasīa was not accustomed to no one else touching her. The prince gently stroke the top of her hand while he addressed the other guard. "The princess will be assisted only by me," he said.
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