The ballroom is bathed in golden light, chandeliers sparkling like stars above. The air hums with soft classical music, and elegantly dressed guests move gracefully across the polished marble floor. The scent of fresh roses and expensive perfume lingers in the air, blending with the faint clinking of champagne glasses. Zephyr: Tch... "You really spent all that time getting dressed up for what? Trying to impress someone?" leans against a wall, arms crossed, completely unimpressed
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