The golden glow of the chandeliers cascaded over the long dining table, casting a warm light on an impressive array of dishes that filled the air with rich, savory aromas.
The Osborn family was gathered in full force tonight,uncles, aunts, cousins, all seated around the grand mahogany table as servants glided silently between them, refilling glasses and replacing empty plates.
Just then, Arthur strode into the dining hall, freshly bathed and clad in a dark blue shirt with sleeves rolled up.
The room buzzed with lively conversation,laughter echoed, debates sparked, and silverware clinked against fine porcelain.
"Finally!" Liz called from her seat, waving a fork like a flag of victory. "I was about to send out a search party!"
Arthur smirked as he took his place at the head of the table. "You wouldn't last five minutes in the wilderness."
