Chapter 195

• Jaselyn's POV
• The Grand Hall was a spectacle of elegance and splendor, bathed in the golden light of the afternoon sun. The air was thick with anticipation, the hum of excited voices merging with the soft strains of ceremonial music that floated through the air. The Hall itself had been transformed into a veritable palace of dreams, adorned with delicate blue and white drapes that cascaded like a gentle waterfall from the high, vaulted ceilings. Crystal chandeliers hung above, their light refracting through the myriad of sparkling decorations and creating a mesmerizing dance of light across the room.
• At the heart of the Hall stood the bonfire, a blazing testament to the sacredness of this day. Its flames leaped and danced with a life of their own, casting a warm, flickering glow that symbolized Selene, the moon goddess. The fire was surrounded by a circle of intricately carved stones, each one etched with runes and symbols that spoke of ancient rites and timeless traditions.