He lay sprawled on the bed, fingers tracing patterns on the sheets, amber eyes half-lidded as he blinked away the remnants of sleep. The room around him was dimly illuminated, bathed in the faint blue glow of the night outside. He glanced at the mirror across from him. "Magnificent," he murmured, sitting up with a soft groan, shoulders rolling as he surveyed the grand expanse of his room.
The bed, a sprawling nest of plush covers and silken pillows, was tucked into the far northeast corner of the room. Various sleek, metallic shelves lined the walls, each holding intricate devices and displays that hummed faintly with life.
A central holographic console sat by the window, casting a soft luminescent glow across the floor.
Shelves held small artifacts, strange sculptures, and crystalline orbs, all bathed in ambient light from rasvain energy.
