"The Fire Palace?" Lucy asked, reexamining the interior design of the room they were in. If she would've guessed, she would've placed her bets on it being the Fall Palace.
Its warm colours were kinda firey, she could give it that, but it was mostly just comfy instead of being bombarded by reds usually associated with fire.
"Yes," Guilokin replied, his scaley chest puffing out even more. "You have been brought here by request of the Lady of the East, who wished to see her son of bond, not of blood!"
Lucy frowned. "Then why am I here?"
"Our entertainment."