While traveling the Silk Road in the capital of Rayy, I meet a friend. It’s Joe, the salesman I went to school with. What a coincidence! He invites me to stay at his place for the night, and I accept. While at his place, he tells me about the city.
“*The city really is beautiful”, Joe says. “In fact, the Khan just recently built a huge palace here. One of the most beautiful things I’ve even seen.”
“Really,” I say, “I should go and check it out tomorrow before leaving.”
“Great idea! You’re going to love it.”
After our conversation I go to the room I was staying in. While laying in bed I wonder, “What Is this place like? How many people live there? How big is it? Will I get to see the Khan?” These questions raced through my mind as I drifted to sleep.
The next morning I say my goodbyes to Joe and head over to where he said the palace was. It’s about a 15 minute ride, I get to see many other stores along the way. Finally, I start to see the palace. I stop my camel, and start walking over to it. I’m finally able to see the front of the building. The walkway leading up to the palace is made of long, stunning fountains. From afar, I can barely see the entrance of the building. The first thing that catches my attention are the large, wide arches that support the huge wooden windows above the entrance. The beautifully crafted concrete that makes up the arches meld well with the polished wood, which seems like oak, that makes up the various, intricate carved windows. The master craftsmanship shows through the various shapes carved through the concrete and marble making up the walls and pillars holding up the building.
Suddenly, a guard sees me staring at the building. I guess he was worried because I was from another land, for he yelled over to me, “Hey, what is your business here?”.
I was so mesmerized staring at the beauty of the building that I had not realized that I had walked at least 20 metres toward the building. “I walk backwards and respond, “Sorry, sir. I was mesmerized by the beauty of the palace. I was wondering if I could see the inside.”
The guard said, “Sorry sir, but I have strict orders from the Khan to not let anyone inside. Safety measures, you know.”
“Oh, I get it. Still can you tell me anything about the place?”, I ask.
“I myself don’t know much, but I do know of the Marble Throne.”
“Oh please, do tell!”
“Well, the room itself is pretty big, and has many arches of concrete and marble to support the building. The throne itself is entirely made of marble. It’s shape depicts many men, women, and even angels holding up a platform with a throne on it. This throne is where many important ceremonies are held, such as coronations, weddings, and many others…”
I take notes of the details of the throne that he tells me. The more he talks, the more it makes me want to see it myself.
“…and that’s all I know of the Palace.” He clears his throat, “I hope you are satisfied, I have to ask you to leave now. Good luck with your travels.”
“Oh, thank you for all you have told me! This was truly a wonderful experience.”
I started to walk away from the palace. I saddled up my camel and headed off towards my next stop. Along the way I took more notes of the palace and what the guard had told me, so that I could share the experience with my friends.