The evening in Star Harbor carried a quiet elegance, and nowhere was it more alive than at The Atelier.
The entire restaurant had been reserved.
Every light inside glowed with a soft golden warmth, reflecting gently off polished wooden floors and crystal glassware arranged with perfection. The tables were dressed in fine linen, each centerpiece carefully placed with fresh flowers that added a delicate fragrance to the air. The open glass panels revealed a glimpse of the ocean beyond, where the fading sunlight painted the horizon in shades of amber and violet.
The atmosphere felt intimate yet grand.
Every detail whispered preparation.
Every corner held purpose.
Daniel moved across the floor, his eyes scanning every arrangement with precision.
"Make sure the center table is aligned properly."
His voice was calm but firm.
"The guests will arrive any moment."
Staff members hurried quietly, adjusting chairs, polishing cutlery, ensuring everything was flawless.
