Dawn broke over the horizon of the Imperial sky, dispelling the remnants of the cold night darkness with a sweeping wave of warm, bright golden light. The bright morning sunlight slowly seeped through the woven crevices of the large glass window curtains in the luxury suite at the Silver Eagle Inn, illuminating every detail of the grand and authoritative interior. The air inside the room still carried a faint, lingering fragrance of essential herbal tea and the piles of high-quality magical spice commodities they had packed the previous night.
Sylvia, as usual, was the first to open her eyes and stir from her rest phase. She sat up gracefully on the edge of the wide master mattress, letting out a long, constant breath while stretching all her body joints, which felt exceptionally fit and optimal. The calm gaze of her dark crimson eyes swept around the room, observing the visual details of her two sisters who were observed to still be fast asleep in a peaceful slumber phase.
