Deep within the Royal Court, a certain grand hall.
The dome descended with a vast starry sky, chaotic colors like spilled paint—chaotic, evil, silent...
A mound of White Bone Skulls stacked into towering skeletal pillars, supporting the entire starry sky, with thin gauze as light as cloud fluttering, carrying countless bizarre fireflies, adorning them as blazing flowers on branches.
A jade-colored dining table, candlelight lit by bone lamps, the dark glow illuminating a spread of exquisite delicacies, no matter which dish, placed outside, would be extremely luxurious.
The main seat, inlaid with gold and jade, exquisite and spacious, sat a girl in a rain-embroidered palace dress, her appearance distorted by the light, like wearing a veil.
