Third Person's POV...
The suite was filled with the soft glow of early morning light, reflecting off the polished surfaces of the luxurious furnisqhings.
The tension in the room was palpable, an invisible thread tying everyone together in a tangle of emotions as they gathered around Riyan. He stood at the center, exuding a calm authority that commanded attention.
Raya leaned back against the wall, arms crossed, while Syra, Livia, Iris, Ava, and Raven arranged themselves on the plush seating. Each face displayed varying degrees of curiosity, annoyance, or expectation.
Riyan's voice cut through the silence, sharp and precise. "Here's the plan. Only Ava, Ven, and I will approach the Sly Knightess for assistance."