The evening was bathed in soft golden light as Malia and Nixus entered the grand ballroom. A symphony of laughter and conversation greeted them, the air filled with the comforting hum of familiar voices. The event was a celebration, a turning point—a moment to pause and reflect on all they had overcome. For months, their lives had been in turmoil, consumed by battles, betrayals, and uncertainty. But tonight, the storm had passed, and they stood on the other side, stronger and more resolute than ever.
The ballroom was elegant, with crystal chandeliers that glimmered above and tables draped in white linens, scattered with vibrant floral arrangements. The walls were lined with portraits of their allies—friends who had supported them through the darkest times and helped them rebuild after Evelyn's fall from grace. The scent of fresh flowers mingled with the warmth of good food, and the soft melody of a live band drifted in the background.