Just as Asher stepped out of the auction hall's private exit, the air outside the velvet-curtained corridor shifted.
A tall, bronze-skinned steward with seven silver chains sewn into his robe stepped forward and bowed deeply, careful not to make eye contact.
"Esteemed guests," the steward said, voice smooth but respectful. "Our reserve's senior coordinator, Lady Mireya, has requested a personal audience. She awaits you in the Emberglass Chamber."
Valeris's smile widened. "Mireya, hmm? The one who oversees the gate logistics and sealing certifications?"
"She does more than that," Veyra murmured, folding her arms. "She's the one who appraises volatile bosses and handles the transfer of dungeon permissions to off-site authorities. If she's asking for an audience… it's not just a courtesy."
Asher gave a slight nod, already walking. "Very well. Lead the way."
