Shit, it was a castle, the whole place was insane. But what they called an atrium, Fen called a… Nope. She didn’t have a word for it. It was an enclosed courtyard, smaller than the courtyard in the front of the castle, but still spacious. Walls on all four sides held arched doorways on the ground floor and balconies and galleries going three stories up, while the roof opened to the twilight sky. In the center of the space, a raised dais held a rainbow of light, with seven bright beams shooting down from unseen spotlights creating a circle of color. Water fell at intervals, sheeting down from one story up, two stories up, three stories up, the water filling flowing streams and pools that covered half the surface of the tiled floor, and then spraying up again in fountains, small or tall, in every corner. The balconies were draped in the tiny sparkling lights that the Sia Mara loved, and filled with people.
