The Drakhan Auction (1)

Liora stood in the center of the grand auction hall, her eyes wide with excitement as they swept over the space that she and her sisters had worked so hard to create. The hall was breathtaking—tall ceilings stretched above her, where delicate, floating mana lamps hung suspended in the air, casting a warm, golden light that shimmered off the polished marble floors. The walls were adorned with intricate magical carvings that seemed to dance as the light touched them, their beauty hiding the powerful defensive wards woven into their design. Each detail was meticulously crafted, the culmination of years of planning and investment by her merchant firm.