The restaurant was filled with lively chatter and laughter, the sound of clinking glasses and the sizzling of dishes.
The Crescent Moon team and Eratz's family occupied a large table in the center, surrounded by the warm glow of the chandeliers.
Plates of steaming food, grilled meat, fresh bread, and decorated salads were spread across the table.
Cassie and Roger sat at one end, surrounded by Milo and Colin, who were eagerly digging into their plates.
The warm, golden light from the chandeliers above bathed everyone in a soft glow, adding to the cozy, celebratory atmosphere.
Among the laughter and the cheerful chatter, Eratz was slumped back in his chair, eyes closed, completely exhausted.
His head nodded forward, and he was on the verge of dozing off, the noise of the celebration fading into the background.
Catarina's eyes sparkled as she noticed him drifting off. She leaned closer, a mischievous grin spreading across her face.
