~ Isabella’s POV

The moment I stepped into the grand hall for the celebration, I was in awe. The palace had been transformed for the occasion, its walls adorned with shimmering silks, delicate flowers, and twinkling lights that gave the space an ethereal glow. The air was filled with the hum of soft music, played by an orchestra in the corner. The floor beneath my feet was a polished marble, cool to the touch as I walked, and the scent of flowers, both fresh and artificial, wafted through the air, mixing with the faint notes of incense that lingered.

The guests in the hall were already engaged in their own...