The Eternal Music Hall floated silently over the endless sands of the desolate desert.
In the distance, the faint shimmer of the desert's exit could barely be seen, but the journey was far from over. Despite the harshness of the world outside, within the grand hall, laughter and the clinking of dishes echoed, bringing warmth and life to the solemn desert.
Kent sat at the head of the great banquet table, his companions surrounding him, each enjoying the lavish spread of delicacies laid out before them.
Platters of roasted spirit beasts, bowls brimming with fragrant rice, and golden goblets filled with nectar-like wine adorned the table. The rich aroma filled the air as Gunji Zing carefully peeled a spirit fruit for her small pet bird perched on her shoulder.
Gunji broke the comfortable silence. "Husband," she began softly, glancing across the table, "you haven't told me much about my father. How… How did you two met in the desert?"
