The morning had started with the warm glow of peace, the group gathered around the long wooden table of the elven king's dining hall. The meal laid before them was a beautiful spread of fruits, warm breads, and finely crafted elven pastries. A golden sunlight filtered through the arched windows, casting gentle patterns on the table, while the Elven King sat at the head, his regal presence commanding the room. There was a serenity in the moment as Arthur, Casia, Trayona, Garudax, and Celina enjoyed the quiet before what they hoped would be the beginning of their next peaceful journey.