The Grand Banquet: The Clans' Refusal
The trio exuded a regal air as they made their way toward the Emperor. The guests parted to make way for them, their eyes fixed on the group as they walked past.
Lia glided into the grand hall, her dress shimmering in the light. The soft fabric of her white gown draped elegantly down to the floor, with delicate lace accents that traced intricate patterns along the hemline. The gown hugged her curves in all the right places, showcasing her feminine figure.
As Lia walked, her dress flowed gracefully behind her, like a cloud of silk trailing in her wake. Her movements were fluid and effortless as if she was dancing to a silent tune only she could hear.