As soon as they had crossed the main gate of the palace, Tiamat descended gently, her golden wings beating one last time before, in a flash of golden light and magic, she resumed her human form. Her feet descended gracefully onto the white stone floor, her dress rippling with the residual energy of her transformation. She tucked a lock of gold hair behind her ear and walked to Strax's side with a satisfied smile.
The group headed inside.
The interior of the royal palace was something that drew gasps of surprise from even the most well-traveled.
