Chapter 101: To The Royal Summit
The queen led Velren through a series of grand hallways, their polished marble floors gleaming under the glow of enchanted chandeliers. The walls bore intricate carvings of Elyndra’s history—tales of kings, battles, and triumphs woven into the very foundation of the palace. Eventually, they stepped out into an open courtyard, where the cool night air greeted them.
And there, at the heart of the royal docking platform, stood an airship unlike any Velren had seen before.
Unlike the academy’s grand, towering vessel—designed with scholarly elegance—this one exuded a different kind of presence. Its hull was forged from dark-stained metal reinforced with golden inlays that pulsed faintly with embedded enchantments. Sleek but heavily plated, it bore the crest of the royal family upon its side, its emblem woven seamlessly into the airship’s very structure rather than painted on.
Instead of large propellers, several massive levitation cores hovered around it, suspended by unseen forces, their runes flickering in synchronized harmony. This was no mere transport—it was a vessel built for both ceremony and security, a floating fortress masked behind its graceful design.
Velren took in the sight, clearly in awe.
"...Fancy."
The queen glanced at him with an amused smile.
"I would hope so. After all, this is the Royal Zenith—the vessel that will carry us to the summit."
Velren blinked at her word. Did she say us?
He turned to the queen, furrowing his brows.
"Wait. You’re coming too?