The Celestial Banquet was at its peak, the heavens alive with music and laughter. Gods, angels, and divine beings gathered in the grand halls of the Empyrean Palace, where golden chandeliers hung from endless skies, casting light over tables overflowing with ambrosia and nectar.

At the heart of it all sat Elios, the God of the Sun, his presence warm and commanding, like the first light of dawn. Beside him, Selene, the Goddess of the Moon, draped in silver, her gaze cool yet full of hidden fire. Though they had been married for eons, the sight of them together still drew whispers—after all, the Sun and Moon rarely shared the same sky.

Elios leaned in, a smirk playing at his lips. “Enjoying yourself?”

Selene swirled her wine, unimpressed. “If you mean watching angels gossip every time we look at each other, then yes, I’m having a wonderful time.”

He chuckled, slipping an arm around her waist. “Let them talk. It’s not every day they see day and night standing side by side.”

She sighed, dramatic but amused. Elios says , “Then we might as well give them something to really talk about.”

Without warning, he took her hand and pulled her to the center of the banquet hall. Gasps echoed as the music shifted, and in an instant, the divine couple was dancing—a perfect harmony of fire and starlight, of day and night moving in flawless rhythm.