The banquet hall of the Jiunsu clan stronghold was alive with light and sound, a rare celebration that seemed to push back against the perpetual gray of the high passes.
The massive chamber, usually reserved for solemn gatherings and council meetings, had been transformed for the occasion.
Long tables groaned under the weight of roasted mountain goat, spiced lentils, flatbreads still warm from the ovens, and bowls of honeyed fruits that glistened in the firelight.
Lanterns hung from the high ceiling, their flames dancing in iron cages, casting a warm, golden glow across the stone walls and the faded tapestries that depicted ancient battles and divine blessings.
