Flanked by a lush mountain at the back and on the sides, the palace overlooked an assortment of several hamlets that dotted the landscape. Made from white marble stone, the palace was huge and majestic. Gardens were full of flowering fragrances. Every nook and cranny was a sheer delight in them. Numerous birds of various hues had made nests in the trees. A brook that emerged from the mountains ran in the far end of the gardens. It encircled the entire palace with its azure waters and fed Niaris. Though it looked beautiful with its gurgling water around the various gemstones, Ileus knew a branch ran beneath the ground level too where it went to the dungeons, into the torture chambers.
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