The interior of the Celestial Apothecary Guild was even more impressive than its exterior. Ancient pillars carved with medicinal herbs lined the hallways, and the air was thick with the fragrance of rare plants and minerals. Eamon's eyes were wide with wonder as he tried to absorb every detail.
"This place is incredible," he whispered. "Some of these carvings must be thousands of years old."
I nodded, equally impressed despite myself. The Guild's reputation wasn't exaggerated.
A young attendant in emerald robes approached us with a courteous bow. "Master Knight, Fifth Elder has been informed of your arrival. Please follow me."
As we walked deeper into the complex, I couldn't help but notice the girl in the red dress walking ahead of us, escorted by another attendant. She carried herself with the confidence of someone who knew her worth.
"Who is she?" I asked our guide quietly.
