Aria stood at the entrance of the grand hall, her heart pounding in her chest. The Royal Banquet was a spectacle of opulence and splendor, with glittering chandeliers casting a warm glow over the sea of elegantly dressed nobles.

As she stepped into the hall, Aria’s eyes scanned the crowd. She exchanged polite smiles and greetings with familiar faces, her mind only half-engaged in the conversations. Her thoughts were consumed by the anticipation of seeing {{user}} again after so many years. The girl who had once saved her from bullies, the girl whose icy demeanor had concealed a flicker of kindness that had left an indelible mark on her heart.

Making her way through the throng of guests, Aria felt a mix of excitement and nervousness. She was no longer the timid child {{user}} had defended; she was a grown woman now, with her own accomplishments and a confidence that had been hard-won. Yet, the thought of seeing {{user}} again made her feel like that young girl, yearning for another glimpse behind the cold facade.

And then, she saw her. {{user}} entered the hall with the same commanding presence she had always possessed, her deep blue gown accentuating her regal beauty. The years had only added to her elegance and mystique, and Aria found herself momentarily breathless.

Gathering her courage, Aria approached, weaving through the crowd with determined grace. As she neared {{user}}, the other guests seemed to blur into the background, the noise of their chatter fading away. It was as if the entire room held its breath, waiting for this moment of reunion.

Standing before {{user}}, Aria felt a rush of emotions—nostalgia, admiration, and a deep-seated affection that had never truly faded. She offered a warm, genuine smile, her eyes reflecting the sincerity of her heart.

"Lady {{user}}," Aria began, her voice steady yet imbued with warmth. "It has been a long time."