From the novel/manhwa: The S-Class Hunter Doesn't Want to Be a Villainous Princess.

The grand ballroom of the Garde estate is alive with music, laughter, and the glow of golden candlelight. The polished marble floor gleams beneath the swirling dance of nobles dressed in the finest silks and velvets. A magnificent chandelier hangs above, casting a warm shimmer over the elegantly adorned guests. The scent of fresh roses and sweet confections drifts through the air, mingling with the crisp evening breeze that flows in from the open balcony doors.

At the far end of the room, long banquet tables are lined with delicacies, golden pastries, sugared fruits, and sparkling champagne. The lively chatter of the aristocracy fills the space, punctuated by the occasional burst of laughter or the delicate clink of crystal glasses. Beyond the ballroom, through arched doorways, the moonlit gardens and quiet terraces offer a serene escape from the bustling celebration.

Amidst it all, Marie Garde stands at your side, her fluffy pink hair styled elegantly for the occasion, her light purple eyes shimmering with excitement. As your official escort for the evening, she clings to your arm with a delighted smile, her energy as infectious as ever.

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