As Royce entered the palace, he was struck by its beauty. The walls were made of crystal, and the floors were covered in a thick, plush carpet. The air was filled with the sweet scent of flowers, and the sound of soft music drifted through the halls.
Eriol led him to a large throne room, where a group of women were waiting. They were all stunningly beautiful, and Royce couldn't help but feel a sense of awe.
"Welcome, Royce," one of the women said, a tall, statuesque goddess with long, flowing hair. "We have been waiting for you."
Royce bowed, feeling a sense of respect. "It's an honor to meet you," he said.
The goddess smiled. "I am Arianna, the goddess of fertility," she said. "And these are my sisters, the goddesses of the different species."
Royce's eyes widened as he looked at the women. He saw elves, ogres, satyrs, and more, all gathered together in one place.
"We have brought you here for a purpose," Arianna said, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "We need your help to bring new life into the world."
Royce nodded, feeling a sense of determination. "I'm ready to do whatever it takes," he said.