Later that evening.
A grand banquet had been organized in honor of the two Divine Researchers and to celebrate the decisive victory over the Armoured Rats.
The Harrier family castle, towering at the heart of Valthorn City, radiated splendor. Warm lantern light bathed the pathways in a golden hue, and banners bearing the family crest fluttered gently in the breeze.
Musicians in traditional garb filled the air with harmonious tones, their flutes and stringed instruments weaving an old melody that carried through the courtyards. Servants scurried along the cobbled walkways, arms laden with trays of food and ornate decorations, while guests in fine attire arrived by the dozen.
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Inside the castle chambers...
"Husband, how do I look?"
Niomi stood in front of a tall, bronze-framed mirror, her voice soft and uncertain.
