As the horses stopped and calmed down, Killian got out of the carriage first, then offered me his hand with a little smirk on his lips. I followed him, still thinking it might be a mistake, and gasped when I saw the exquisite surroundings.
"What is this place?" I couldn't stop gaping. Even my father's house wasn't as huge or exquisite as this enormous estate that practically screamed wealth.
"My house in the capital," Killian informed me and then asked simply, "I hope this is more to your taste than the house in the North?"
The mansion was sized like a small castle, built in white marble imported from a distant land because I didn't remember seeing this shade anywhere in Riord. Silver veins ran through the stone, lighting the house in a faint glow. I had never seen anything like it bef
