The Weight Of Trust (1)

The council room was bathed in a soothing hue of blue lights and exuded an air of futuristic elegance. The floor felt like a seamless expanse of polished silver, melded with the walls, creating an illusion of continuity. 

The room's architecture was a testament to the advanced technology of the Xyrans as if the very essence of the galaxy had been woven into its design.

The seats, arranged in a circular formation, were elevated on platforms hovering above the ground. Each seat was a sleek, ergonomic masterpiece crafted with a reflective chrome-like finish. 

The arrangement allowed everyone seated to have an unobstructed view of the holographic displays floating at the centre of the room.