The sun was already high in the sky as we stepped out of the castle and into the vibrant streets of the town, which had been transformed into a dazzling spectacle for the Demon Festival. Banners of rich crimson and gold fluttered in the breeze, while lanterns hung from every conceivable surface, casting a warm, inviting glow over the bustling crowds.
The air was filled with the tantalizing aroma of street food, the sound of laughter, and the cheerful tunes of musicians scattered throughout the festival.
Lise practically bounced with excitement, her eyes wide as she took in the colorful sights around us. "Look at all the stands!" she exclaimed, pointing to a row of vendors selling everything from intricately carved demon masks to shimmering jewelry. "We have to visit each one!"
