We arrived at a grand hall, the heart of the palace, where the walls expanded upwards into a dome of interstellar beauty. The dome was a live canvas of the universe, with galaxies spinning and stars being born before my eyes. In the center of the room stood a table made from a material resembling the night sky, with constellations glowing softly.
Luminara gestured for me to take a seat, and as I did, chairs of light formed out of thin air for both of us. The table was already set with teacups that seemed to be carved from moonstone, their surfaces reflecting the ethereal light of the room.
"As promised, tea," Luminara said, pouring a liquid that shimmered with a spectrum of colors into my cup. The scent was otherworldly, a blend of cosmic dust and celestial blooms, and I found myself eagerly anticipating the taste.