Excitement buzzed through the air like a lively melody. The sun cast a warm glow, heralding the grand wedding of Moni, one of the village's most skilled chefs who won Garnt's favour during his own wedding by providing food that tasted glorious, and the anticipation was palpable.
At the centre of it all stood Garnt, the revered patriarch, proud to be a part of this momentous occasion, and he couldn't be any more happier knowing that his people were enjoying their time at least for now, since it had been nothing but trouble for them within these days.
As the village patriarch, Garnt was more than just a leader; he was a heroic figure to many. Lyla, with her culinary prowess, had won the hearts of everyone in the main village, and today was a celebration of love, unity, and, of course, delicious food.
