We followed the curve of the wall, winding through scattered groups of gossiping nobles. Our tails drew harsh looks, but I ignored them, content to be by Luke's side. When a servant passed with a tray of drinks, R'lissea snagged a flute of golden liquid, giving it a swirl before taking a sip. I shook my head, and Luke politely declined.
We approached one of the alcoves, a large archway leading into another vaulted room just as large as the Heart Gallery. The walls and floor were a deep golden color with highlights of crimson streaks. The runes above were similar to Elise's name.
"This must be the Sunset Gallery," I said, looking around.
