The luxurious ballroom was bathed in golden light, the sound of delicate piano notes weaving through the low hum of conversation. Taehyung entered with his usual aura of authority, Mara and Lorenzo flanking him like loyal sentinels.
Jungkook followed a few steps behind, reluctant but composed. When Taehyung had insisted he attend, he had no choice. Now, under the dazzling light, his midnight-blue dress seemed to shimmer like the night sky.
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