Davyon gracefully wore the ring on his index finger, and together with his son, they walked to join the other members of the family, Principal Salmit now in their midst.
"Please, join us," Davyon gestured, extending a welcoming invitation as he indicated for Principal Salmit to take a seat among them. The atmosphere held a blend of formality and anticipation as they prepared to hear the purpose of the principal's unexpected visit.
"Thanks, but I'd rather stand for what I'm about to say," the principal subtly refused, opting to remain standing. The urgency of his message seemed to demand a stance of readiness.
"If you insist," Davyon acknowledged, taking his seat at the head of the table, embodying the role of the family's head. The air thickened with a sense of anticipation as the principal prepared to deliver news that warranted a standing declaration.
