Delicious dinner

The dining hall had been transformed into a vision of luxury, every inch gleaming with candlelight and casting a golden glow over the elegant table setting.

Silver platters were piled high with culinary masterpieces, each dish more mouth-watering than the last. Leora, the famed grandmother of Ciara and Seraphine, had gone above and beyond, crafting a meal that felt as much a work of art as it was a feast.

I could hardly contain my excitement; the scents of rich spices, fresh herbs, and tantalising sauces filled the air, making everyone around the table shift with anticipation.

We all took our seats, each of us casting a curious glance toward the plates being set before us. Aurelia settled next to me, her hand resting on my thigh under the table in a familiar, protective gesture.

Across the table, Ciara and Aeliana exchanged smirks, already setting the tone for the light-hearted competition between the couples.