Prt:4 the golden walls

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As we finally got inside the golden, the Asgardians that carried me inside told me a bit of themselves, well about their race and how a few things were named like the "gold"were actually walls, that gold was actually a color and a material and what they were carrying were weapons that hurt bad people, I wasn't interested in going against them anymore

I was a bit focused on their explaining and around me, and the commander took a notice of it as he looked back at me, he moved me off his shoulder and instead continue to hip carry me to help me get a better look of my surroundings

The villages, the trees, the culture of the Asgardians was a very special one and I liked it, it seemed very peaceful as well as shear full, I got a few looks of confusion as well as a few whispers, it was kinda uncomfortable but I couldn't do nothing about it so I just looked away from the humans

As we finally got to the big palace, I was mesmerized by every single detail of the place, it's was colored with every shade of gold, the place also had this flowers that were the color of blood, quite curious I pointed to the floor and brought the commander's attention to it as I tapped him on the shoulder with my other hand

"Blut?" I asked as I kept pointing at the carpet, the commander looked at the floor slightly before looking at where he was going with a smile

"I don't know if you said boot or blood with an accent, can you do a sign of what you meant if it is possible??" He asked with a chuckle, I looked around then at my hand before it gave me an idea

"Blut!" I exclaimed as I pointed at my wrist or more importantly at my veins

"Oooh,  blood?" He asked with a confused expression, he looked at the floor for a moment before getting what I asked, he laughed again which kinda annoyed me, I didn't know if he was laughing because I said something I wasn't supposed to or he was laughing at me in general
"It's called a "carpet" and is colored red" he explained, he sounded better saying his own language than I did

"hged? Caghpet?" I said almost getting it but not being able to sound that one letter he could

"That was really close, your a fast learner" he said to me, I don't know what that meant but it made me happy to hear and quite excited to keep pronouncing random words but was soon cut short of my fun when I heard other human's around but not wanting any more trouble for the old man I kept looking at the castle's walls and the ceiling

Soon after being distracted again by the paintings that seem to appear in the ceiling as we kept walking, fighting and peace were shown in the art displaced

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