The large double doors of the reception hall were made of heavy, dark wood. When they opened, Lena and Caelum were met with warmth and the sound of people talking.
Inside, it wasn't a formal meeting room. There was no long table or assigned seats. With nameplates. Instead, it was a wide, open space with high ceilings and lanterns that gave off a soft golden light.
People stood in small groups, moving around, talking, and quietly judging each other before the discussions began.
Lena felt the weight of the room immediately. It was the social pressure of multiple demon princes all occupying the same area. Each one was a powerhouse in their own right, and they were all busy deciding how to arrange themselves in the room.
It was like watching a group of predators in a cage, each one trying to figure out who was the strongest without actually starting a fight yet.
