Council of beasts

"You called for me, Mother?" Zeyra's voice was smooth, with an edge of command that silenced even the murmurs of the harem.

Raayani smiled faintly, pride glinting in her eyes. "I must leave for the Skathrim Veil. While I am gone, you will oversee the Blue Rose. Ensure everything runs smoothly and that our influence does not wane. Do you understand?"

Zeyra inclined her head, her expression unwavering. "It will be done. The Blue Rose will remain as strong as ever."

Satisfied, Raayani turned her attention back to Veydrin. "Prepare the carriage. We leave within the hour." Her words were swift and final, leaving no room for argument.

Yoana stretched lazily from the bed, setting aside her pipe. "Well, it seems this little party is over. I suppose I'll accompany you, Raayani. I've been growing bored here anyway."

As the harem stirred to action, preparing for the journey, Raayani stepped closer to Belan.