The night silently descended, the amethyst high above the ceiling of the Demon City refracted the gentle moonlight, ceding the center stage to the Padric family's manor.
Mr. Feistin, dressed in a tailcoat, walked to the front of the stage, with Mrs. Serena, who earlier got lost at the doorstep, on his arm.
The two of them were a perfect match, as charming and graceful as ever, drawing the attention of all the guests in the room without uttering a word.
Mr. Feistin exchanged a glance with his wife, then gently tapped his wine glass, signaling the guests to look toward him, before beginning to speak in a resonant and nuanced voice.
"Thank you, dear friends, for coming to my daughter's birthday celebration."
"On this special day, let us raise our glasses together and wish her eternal youth, happiness, and health!"
The brief opening remarks quickly came to an end.
