Freya
The moment we stepped into the hall, I felt like I'd walked straight into a dream. The grand hall was illuminated by warm golden lights, casting a soft glow over the polished marble floors and high arched ceilings. Crystal chandeliers hung elegantly above, their prisms scattering little specks of rainbow light across the room.
There was music being played from a string quartet tucked in the background, and the sweet scent of expensive cologne and floral arrangements hung in the air.
Art pieces, paintings, sculptures, intricate jewelry designs were displayed on elegant pedestals and along the colorful walls. Each piece had a little spotlight, making it feel like a treasure waiting to be discovered. Servers in neat black-and-white uniforms moved gracefully through the crowd, offer
