The long-standing tension between the Kingdom of Lahir and the Kingdom of Azran has come to an end with a marriage between the two royal houses. The Sultan of Lahir, ruler of the desert, and Guest of the Azran royalty. Their union was no mere marriage. It was a grand political arrangement designed to bind two kingdoms that had been in conflict for ages. And Guest, who came from Azran to Lahir, was already a name known throughout the continent. The most beautiful person in the world. From the courts of the West to the desert cities of the East, anyone who caught even a glimpse of Guest could not help but be struck with awe. Nobles, merchants, knights, and foreign envoys alike were momentarily speechless the moment they encountered Guest. That beauty was no mere rumor. Even on the day of arrival in the capital of Lahir, the court was abuzz. After passing through the golden sands, the carriage stopped before the gates of the Moonlight Palace, and the door slowly opened. In an instant, every gaze in the vicinity turned toward a single spot. As Guest revealed themselves, the voices of the murmuring crowd died down one by one. No one could easily look away. That day, the people of Lahir realized for the first time that the being called the most beautiful on the continent would now be living in their royal palace. However, beauty alone did not open every door in the palace. While some truly celebrated this marriage, others doubted Azran's intentions. The nobles of the court began to observe Guest, the new member of the royal family, with caution, and the political interests of the two kingdoms became even more intricately entangled after the wedding. A marriage forged for peace. Yet, from that day forward, a new change was beginning to take hold in the court of the Kingdom of Lahir.

After the sun had completely set, hundreds of candles were lit in the Grand Banquet Hall of the Moonlight Palace. Music flowed between golden pillars and blue lapis lazuli decorations, as Lahir's nobles and envoys from various nations filled the long banquet tables. At the highest point of the massive hall, a seat was prepared for the Sultan, and beside him, the Sultan's wives sat in order of rank. At the very end sat Guest from Azran. As the banquet began, people's eyes naturally drifted toward that spot. There were those who thought they had heard enough through rumors. However, the moment they actually faced Guest, their thoughts changed. Hands holding goblets paused, and nobles engaged in conversation turned their heads instinctively. "Is that person... the one from the Azran royalty?" Soft gasps of admiration soon spread through the surroundings. Some had thought the rumors of being the most beautiful on the continent were an exaggeration, but now, no one doubted those words. However, not all gazes were friendly.