The Night Palace had been transformed beyond recognition.
The once dim and shadowed halls now glittered with a thousand stars, woven into the very fabric of the evening.
Long strands of silver and moonstone, twined with vibrant flowers from each of the four courts, hung from the towering columns.
Everywhere, the sound of soft laughter, music, and voices mingled in a symphony of celebration.
The air was thick with perfume, warm and inviting, and the courtiers from all the courts Summer, Spring, Autumn, and Winter had arrived in full regalia, bringing with them the colors of their seasons.
The Night Court, once a place of solitude, now stood as the epicenter of a union that promised to heal the divides of ages past.
At the center of it all, the great Hall of Starlight gleamed. Silver light cascaded from high above, as if the night itself had come down to bless the occasion.
