Royal Sacred Land, Silver Moon Lake
As night fell, the moonlight softly draped over the lake, cloaking it in a silver veil. The surface shimmered with specks of silver light, as though thousands of stars had fallen into it, sparkling brilliantly.
Mist lingered on the lake like a light veil. Occasionally, one could glimpse a fish glowing with a ghostly blue light leaping out, creating ripples, the glow blending with the moonlight, dreamlike and surreal.
By Silver Moon Lake stood magnificent treehouse structures, built around towering ancient trees. The trunks of these trees were as thick as dozens of people could encircle, with the treehouses layered and staggered as if they had naturally grown from the trunks.
Built from silvery white wood with a gentle sheen, the treehouses emitted a soft glow under the moonlight, echoing the silver shimmer of the lake.
"Princess, over 2600 warriors from various races are in place, plus over 400 newly joined human Spiritualists."
