"Why is she intent on meeting me?" asked Anastasia. That was queer, especially because she was posing as a servant girl. But she really wanted to find out about her and to know more about her aunt.To say that she was enthusiastic to meet the queen was an understatement.
"I don't know!" Jor'gas replied with a chuckle. She took Anastasia to the palace. Carved inside a mountain, the palace's walls were an obsidian color. Tables, chairs, beds—everything was sculpted from the black stone of the cave. There were no flowers or greenery but through all the giant halls that she traversed, she saw large chandeliers and very few small water fountains. The floor was beautifully polished and reflected the image of the chandeliers on the ceiling. The entire palace was a buzz of activity with servants bustling around everywhere. They rounded the corridor of the main hall and entered the north wing.
"This is where the king and queen live," said Jor'gas.
