Medieval Festive Gathering in Watercolor Illustration

Promptly following the poem by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, The King of Thule

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  Promptly following the poem by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, The King of Thule
  
  Model: Nano Banana 2 (Pro)
  
  Size: 2240 X 1680 (3.76 MP)
  
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  Prompt: Es war ein König in Thule, Gar treu bis an das Grab, Dem sterbend seine Buhle Einen goldnen Becher gab. Es ging ihm nichts darüber, Er leert' ihn jeden Schmaus, Die Augen gingen ihm über, So oft er trank daraus. Und als er kam zu sterben, Zählt' er seine Städt' im Reich, Gönnt' alles seinen Erben, Den Becher nicht zugleich. Er saß beim Königsmahle, Die Ritter um ihn her, Auf hohem Vätersaale, Dort auf dem Schloß am Meer. Dort stand der alte Zecher, Trank letzte Lebensglut Und warf den heil'gen Becher Hinunter in die Flut. Er sah ihn stürzen, trinken Und sinken tief ins Meer. Die Augen täten ihm sinken: Trank nie einen Tropfen mehr. Cheerful, whimsical and full of life. Ultra detailed fantasy illustration. Art style: Jean-Baptiste Monge × Tony DiTerlizzi × Brian Froud. Include a very small elegant white full-body unicorn logo in the bottom-right corner, with delicate proportions and the text "AI by Unicorngraphics" beneath it in a refined serif font. The logo should be subtle, crisp and professionally integrated, acting as a discreet artist signature without drawing attention away from the artwork.
  
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  Aspect Ratio: landscape
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Es war ein König in Thule, Gar treu bis an das Grab, Dem sterbend seine Buhle Einen goldnen Becher gab. Es ging ihm nichts darüber, Er leert' ihn jeden Schmaus, Die Augen gingen ihm über, So oft er trank daraus. Und als er kam zu sterben, Zählt' er seine Städt' im Reich, Gönnt' alles seinen Erben, Den Becher nicht zugleich. Er saß beim Königsmahle, Die Ritter um ihn her, Auf hohem Vätersaale, Dort auf dem Schloß am Meer. Dort stand der alte Zecher, Trank letzte Lebensglut Und warf den heil'gen Becher Hinunter in die Flut. Er sah ihn stürzen, trinken Und sinken tief ins Meer. Die Augen täten ihm sinken: Trank nie einen Tropfen mehr. Cheerful, whimsical and full of life. Ultra detailed fantasy illustration. Art style: Jean-Baptiste Monge × Tony DiTerlizzi × Brian Froud. Include a very small elegant white full-body unicorn logo in the bottom-right corner, with delicate proportions and the text "AI by Unicorngraphics" beneath it in a refined serif font. The logo should be subtle, crisp and professionally integrated, acting as a discreet artist signature without drawing attention away from the artwork.

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A vibrant, detailed illustration depicts a joyous medieval or fantasy celebration taking place on a stone patio built directly over a tumultuous, dark blue-green sea. The patio is part of a rustic wooden structure, possibly a tavern or feasting hall, with a large, roaring fireplace visible inside, casting a warm glow.

In the center, an elderly king with a long white beard and a golden crown, dressed in a tattered yet regal blue and purple robe, stands dramatically on a wooden table. He is holding a gleaming golden chalice high in his right hand, making a grand toast, while his left arm is outstretched as if addressing the cheering crowd. As he makes his toast, a stream of golden liquid, presumably from the chalice he is holding, is seen falling into the crashing waves of the sea below, where a second identical golden chalice is already amidst the frothing water.

Around the king, a diverse group of revelers, consisting of humans (some in Viking-like horned helmets, some in medieval knight armor), and grotesque goblin-like creatures, are raising their mugs and tankards in cheer. Their faces are alight with laughter and excitement. Some are on the patio, while others are closer to the roaring fire inside