And to maintain this place while dealing with the hindrance, Emmanuelle must be a strong and resilient woman. Jaenor couldn't help but feel a sense of respect for her, despite the tragic circumstances that brought her into his family's life.
They passed through doors of polished oak into a grand foyer that took Jaenor's breath away. Marble columns supported a vaulted ceiling painted with scenes from classical mythology, while tapestries depicting the history of the duchy adorned the walls.
A grand staircase curved upward to the upper levels, its banister carved from some dark wood that gleamed like obsidian.
"This chateau has been our family's seat for generations," Morgana continued, her voice carrying a note of pride tinged with sadness.
"The Arkwright line has ruled Drakenten since the duchy's founding, and Emma has proven herself more than worthy of that legacy. She's maintained peace and prosperity here even as the world burns around us."
