When the heavy, ornate doors of the new world of the empress swung open, the Jade Empress prepared herself for the cold confines of a high-security room.
She expected stone walls, damp floors, and the flickering light of mana lamps. Instead, as her enchanted bed glided over the threshold, her breath hitched, and her emerald eyes stretched wide in a state of sheer shock.
The room was a lie. From the outside, the hallway of the Veridian Palace suggested a space perhaps ten meters wide, a modest, if regal, bedroom. But the interior was a defiance of spatial logic.
Stepping inside was not entering a room; it was entering a pocket-dimension, a miniature realm of its own that seemed capable of housing thousands without crowding.
Under an artificial sky that mimicked a perfect, eternal twilight, a landscape of breathtaking beauty unfolded.
Mountain peaks, capped with silver snow, rose in the distance, feeding crystalline rivers that wound through the bioluminescent forests.
