Elliot's POV
The air is scented with sage and anticipation, the former to cleanse our spirits as we step into a new chapter, the latter a palpable throng pulsating through my veins. This celebration intertwines the future of my heart with the destiny of the Luparian Kingdom- a dual celebration to mark a turning point in history.
My boots click against the marble as I stride into the grand ballroom, the echo a lone testament to the vastness of the chamber waiting to be filled. High above, chandeliers cling to the vaulted ceiling like constellations, their crystals casting prismatic patterns on the walls. It's as if the very stars have descended to bear witness to the unfolding drama of the festivities.