The executive suite of the LUNE office was a sanctuary of glass, polished chrome, and a silence so profound it felt curated. Harin sat behind her expansive obsidian desk, the morning sun slicing through the floor-to-ceiling windows in sharp, geometric shards. Her posture was a study in corporate precision—back straight, fingers interlaced, her expression one of cool, calculating authority. To the outside world, she was the efficient engine that drove LUNE's business empire, but internally, she was a strategist playing a game of high-stakes perception.
Across from her sat the PR team, three specialists who lived and breathed the art of the "image." They were currently reviewing the promotional roadmap for The Fox Priestess. The folders spread across the table were filled with mood boards, social media schedules, and carefully curated snippets of "behind-the-scenes" content.
