Raven's pov
The conference room was filled with noble advisors from the three realms: Moongrave, Lupectica, and Aconitum. The space, vast and imposing, was adorned with intricately embroidered tapestries depicting the stories and achievements of each realm, a constant reminder of the complex web of alliances and enmities that had brought us to this point.
I observed each of those present with caution, trying to find the best way to keep my plans active without drawing unwanted attention. Every expression, every gesture, and whisper carried the weight of hidden agendas and personal ambitions, and I needed to be shrewd enough to navigate these treacherous waters. The advisors were seated in a semicircle, their opulent robes reflecting their status and power, but it was my mind that was truly focused, absorbing every detail and assessing every possibility.