The grand hall was overflowing with luxury, the kind that didn’t need to be announced because it could be felt in every detail. The air carried the rich scent of expensive wine, mixed with the faint sweetness of perfume and polished wood. Servers moved smoothly through the crowd in neat uniforms, balancing trays with practiced ease as they offered drinks to guests who barely even looked at them before taking a glass.
Delilah reached out and took a glass from a passing server. She took a small sip, and her expression changed immediately, her eyes brightening with surprise.
“Oh, this is amazing,” she said in a low, excited voice, turning slightly toward Mattew. “You should try it.”
She held the glass out to him, and Mattew was just about to take it when something pulled his attention away
