(Azaria 'Ziya' Point of View)
Our arrival at Luna Haven was smooth, though the tension in the air was palpable. The grand building stood just as I remembered it—stately, imposing, and filled with memories I would rather leave behind. The expansions to the building had made it even larger, adding to its labyrinthine quality, but the core of it still held the essence of what I once envisioned it to be.
As we stepped inside, attendants quickly took our bags and showed us to our rooms. Khali was already organizing the representatives, directing them where to store the luggage and preparing for the upcoming meetings. Her authoritative presence gave me a sense of reassurance, knowing she was here, strong and steady, by my side.
