The balcony of this majestic palace has a beautiful view of the city. From the balcony you are able to see far out, you can even see the outskirts of the neighboring city. The king loves to spend time lounging on the large, cushioned chairs with a book in hand as he takes in the scene and breathes in the crisp air. The railing of the balcony was handcrafted by the cities best welder and it has the most gorgeous ornate roses growing around it. The lake is not too far away and can be seen from the balcony; the king loves to watch the swans as they float around the lake. The view of the sunset is absolutely breathtaking and the king enjoys watching it every evening.
Balcony, Inside Palace
king
pheasant
I am a pheasant with colorful features.  I eat seeds and insect.  I cannot fly long distances and I usually stay near the place where I was born.
*squawk* I wish I could fly! Now, do stop with that. I hear it every day. We get it, you wish you could fly. But I bet the pigeons and such over there wish they had plumage as beautiful as you. don' But the pigeons are free, and I am a pheasant slave! Ha! Slave?! I assure you, you're free to leave and fend for yourself out there should you wish. The view is MUCH better up here than down there! Free?  The only freedom I have is to jump from this balcony and plummet to my death. Enough! You have food and shelter, water and warmth, and you repay me with this complaining?! Not much shelter, water, or warmth on this balcony.  The only water I get is from the puddles when it rains, or from your royal rose gardener when he takes pity on me. Fine. I see your point, and I'm in somewhat of a good mood. Here, let me take this off. You can have it. Thank you, I shall be the most dashing bird you know. You already are, my friend. Here you go, it'll keep you warm, dry AND fancy. It *is* rather dry and fancy isn't it? Well don't you look dashing. Here, you might as well complete the whole ensemble.