As the duo moved, the view was only getting better. Everything from the ceiling and wall to even the floor beneath them was a marvel in itself as well.
Dhruv looked down as he found the floor adorned with mosaics of ice tiles, each one etched with intricate patterns and swirling designs that seemed to elusively shift and change as he moved.
Crunch! Crunch!
Every step they took sent echoes of soft crunching through the hall, a sound both delicate and profound in the now-silent grandeur of the castle.
As Dhryv moved from the hall, the structure began to open up. Giant ice pillars rose up on either side of the hall, supporting a ceiling that looked like a night sky in the throes of winter.
'Fucking beautiful…' In his entire life, this was the first time Dhruv had seen something this beautiful, grand, and royal at the same time. He couldn't believe something this beautiful could exist in this hellish dungeon.