Avara POV
Perched high on the rugged mountaintop, the restaurant seems to float between earth and sky, nestled like a hidden gem amid the vast, sweeping valley below. Its sleek, modern architecture blends harmoniously with the natural surroundings, the large glass windows offering uninterrupted views of the jagged peaks and the lush valley cradled beneath. The air is crisp, carrying the scent of pine and the distant murmur of wind threading through the cliffs.
The convoy of luxury vehicles pause around the grandiose fountain so we're near the immaculate staircase. I take a readying breath, the door opens and my legs slip out as the gleaming fabric cascades beneath me as Frank offers his hand to help me out. Dressed in an emerald one-shoulder satin gown with gilded embellishments.
