C70 A battle of wits against the queen

The sky was lit up by golden clouds, half obscuring the sun. Allomantic rays of light enveloped the pavilions and pavilions. There was a hint of gold in the clouds, lying on the glazed roof tiles of the palace. The glazed roof tiles sparkled with an ethereal and magical lustre. The cold lustre brought with it a chill, reflecting nobility and brilliance.

The vermilion walls were towering