Elisa's stunning display of Ice Phoenix magic drove the atmosphere of the banquet to its peak. The cool, moonlit magical creation perfectly suited her own temperament, earning heartfelt applause throughout the hall. Many older nobles and mages nodded repeatedly, openly admiring the future of this gifted young lady of the Windsor Family. Elisa gave a slight bow amid the applause, her expression as calm as ever, as though that miraculous performance had been effortless. Then she quietly stepped aside, isolating herself from the clamor once more, like a snow-capped peak silently melting back into an iceberg.
However, someone clearly had no intention of letting the glory brought by Elisa last for long.
Just as the applause began to fade and everyone was still immersed in the lingering aftertaste of the magic, a vivid, flamboyant figure like a living flame strode confidently toward the ornate concert-grade magical piano in the center of the hall. It was Eleanor Soros.
Her fiery red curls cascaded under the lights like a burning waterfall. Her emerald eyes swept across the hall, and a smile mingling pride and provocation played on her lips. Unlike Elisa, who seemed detached from the world, Eleanor was born for the spotlight. She relished the feeling of being watched by all.
"Distinguished guests," Eleanor said in a crisp, pleasant voice with a natural flair for the stage, instantly drawing everyone's attention. "Tonight is little sister Elisa Windsor's Coming-of-Age Ceremony. How could such a wonderful occasion be complete without music? Please allow me to perform Fire Fantasy Sonata, adapted from an ancient elven war song. I hope it will add a touch more passion to tonight's feast and convey my warmest congratulations to little sister Elisa!"
Her words cleverly tied her performance to celebrating Elisa, leaving no fault to be found. Yet