A sharp, intense voice pierced the veil of Ren's sleep like a needle through silk. No matter how deeply he had been sleeping, that conversation was impossible to ignore.
Ren blinked slowly, his eyes adjusting to the soft light filtering through curtains that definitely didn't belong to his dormitory in the Gray Wing or the old room in his former home. The room surrounding him was... luxurious. Much more luxurious than any place he had been before.
The sheets he had been sleeping on were so soft they felt like clouds against his skin. The furniture was elegant, intricate carvings that spoke of masterful craftsmanship. Even the walls seemed to shimmer with a subtle elegance that suggested this was a place where important people stayed.
'Definitely not at the academy,' he thought, turning his head to orient himself better.
