In the palace's magnificent annex hall, Arabelle and Feyre were busy arranging fresh flowers with great enthusiasm to welcome Zach, who was about to be elevated to a new gamma. The soft light from the crystal chandeliers adorned the room, creating a warm and intimate atmosphere.
"Feyre, do you think these flowers would go well on the main table?" asked Arabelle as she held up the pink roses.
Feyre squinted, examining the composition carefully. "It still seems to be lacking something... perhaps some black and bright red roses would add a fresh touch. There aren't many soldiers who like pink, that's what I think."
After adding the finishing touches to the decorations, they left the rest to be taken care of by the servants. Then, they sat around the round table sipping hot tea. "How do you
