Novel & Cerita Noble Banquet Hall

"Understood, get some rest. Good night." Mable did not say anything and went into the bathroom. Blair had already left the bedroom when she came out. Mable lay on the bed and tossed from left to right. This was the first time she had felt that the bed was too spacious and lacked warmth. The Royalty Hotel. The magnificent hall hosted a grand banquet with elegantly dressed guests enjoying fine wines and delicacies. The Elite circle hosted one or two such gatherings yearly, essentially for the entire upper echelon of high society.

This banquet was more than a social gathering; it was the stage for my rebirth and Graham’s reckoning. With every detail meticulously planned, I was not just ready to appear at the banquet—I was ready to dominate it, to weave through the crowd not merely as a guest, but as a force to be reckoned with. Banquet Hall. The grand hall was a canvas painted with the opulence of high society, each guest adorned in finery that reflected the flickering chandeliers overhead. As Logan and I stepped into the grand hall, the atmosphere pulsed with the luxury of the evening, each guest a testament to the lavish celebration of his friend’s wedding.

Typical. As I stepped into the lavish banquet hall, the air was thick with the scent of gourmet cuisine, mingling with the faintest hint of expensive cologne. Crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling, casting a soft glow on the polished marble floors. Each table was draped in crisp white linen, adorned with delicate floral arrangements, their colors meticulously chosen to match the event’s upscale theme.

THE night of the anticipated banquet has arrived. The Midnight Fortress glittered beneath the full moon. Thousands of enchanted lanterns floated across the grand hall while nobles in silk and jewels filled the banquet with laughter, music, and whispered poison. Una tried her best to look calm, yet she couldn't find the courage to step inside.

"Okay milady" she responded with a bow. I chuckled lightly at her gesture….. Well Tyler might not feel a thing for me but he trusted me with his meal which is more of an honor to me. I smiled gently at the thought, it seems I still have an upper hand than Nabita though I know I've lost my position already but am not ready to let go. I walked over to the hall where the banquet is to be held….. after each gala night celebration, the host alpha and Luna will hold a meal banquet in appreciation to the alphas and luna's that attended.

I offered her a vapid, airheaded wave and strutted past her into the corridor, my heavy satin skirts rustling loudly. Inside my own head, my logical mind was already screaming in pure agony. Hating how pathetic I had to act, I forced myself to maintain the bounce in my step as I followed the line of tributes down to the Great Dining Hall. The banquet hall was magnificent, a vast chamber of black marble illuminated by massive crystal chandeliers that held hundreds of roaring candles. The long tables were packed with the Bloodmoon Pack's elite warriors, wealthy high lords, and powerful commanders. At the very front of the room, on an elevated dais, sat the King’s table.

JELENA It is finally time for dinner, and we are all ushered into a massive banquet hall unlike anything I have ever seen. Crystal chandeliers hang from the impossibly high ceiling, casting warm golden light across polished marble floors and long tables stretch across the room, covered in luxurious fabrics embroidered with silver and gold threads. Every place setting is flawless, from the sparkling crystal glasses to the gleaming silver cutlery. The entire hall radiates wealth, power, and authority, I am grateful for one thing, I haven't had to run into any more members of my family.

Irene spoke, and without waiting for a reply or a nod, she walked past them with Irene following her. Soon, they walked into the banquet hall. There were tables at either end of the large hall with varieties of food and drinks on them. Ahead of her, at the far end, was a larger table. She could guess at that moment that it was for the members of the royal families. A huge crystalline chandelier hung from the ceiling, and a red carpet was laid out on it. The gate entrance leads right to the huge table at the far end of the ballroom.

She asked, cleaning her tears. "Do you need my canines in your neck before you understand simple words? Or did you suddenly have issues understanding sentences?" I asked her angrily. "I'm sorry". She said, quickly getting off the bed. "So you heard me before". I scoffed. The blood garden was the royal palace garden, also known as the red path. Everywhere in the garden, red flowers of every specie and type littered it. All trees beared red fruits. The floors were red. "Should I change first Dracula?" She asked.