The festival grounds were alive with laughter, music, and the rich scent of delicious festival treats. Among the lively crowd, Champagne and Ayla, sitting comfortably on the Stelciar's head, wandered through the colorful stalls, taking in the breathtaking spectacle of the celebration.
As they strolled, Champagne’s gaze landed on one of the wooden stall. There, arranged in a neat pink bundle, were a delicate Single Flower with white petals carrying a soft glow. His...