It has been a couple of minutes since Morana walked through the gate with Zoel and others. Her brother was very enthusiastic about showing her the city he has grown up in. His home. A home that never got to be hers. Morana could see the hopeful look Zoel shot her as he explained every little detail.
The City that de Laval's ancestral home resided in was called Melisyan. The sight was admittedly breathtaking and not something Morana was expecting to see. She thought Melisyan would be more Victorian style, but on the contrary, it was a very good synthesis of futuristic and royal.
The streets were full of life, and people seem to favor Purples quite a lot. Many exotic trees and plants filled the sides of the roads, but most often, you would see an exotic tree called Melis. The tree had a scarlet red body, and its leaves were bright royal purple.
