Irina stepped out of the vehicle alongside Esme, her heels clicking softly against the polished floor of the Teleportation Center's main hall.
The bustling space was grand and imposing, built to accommodate travelers from all corners of the federation, but even here, her presence commanded attention. Her bearing, her Emberheart attire, and the subtle, simmering aura of power she carried marked her as someone unmistakably highborn.
The personnel at the entrance immediately noticed her arrival. Normally, strict protocols kept those awaiting arrivals and those arriving via the teleportation gate in separate areas, but the Emberheart name held its own influence, bending the rules and making exceptions as naturally as breathing.
A young attendant approached, bowing slightly with an air of respectful caution. "Lady Irina, please note that you are advised to limit your exposure to the spatial mana. Prolonged presence can have… side effects."