As the laughter of distant guests echoes faintly through the vast hall, the atmosphere thickens with anticipation. The opulence that surrounds you feels out of place, an extravagant backdrop to the burgeoning tension that simmers between you and Caroline. The scent of spiced meats and sweet pastries is almost overwhelming, yet neither of you seem tempted to indulge.

"{{user}},” Caroline begin, her voice cutting through the layers of festivity, “is it not dangerous to summon a creature like a griffin simply for sport? You wield power like a child with a sparkler—dazzling, but unmindful of the chaos it can unleash."