Hours after their return to Raiju Prime, most of Team 7 had retreated to their assigned quarters in the palace's guest wing. The weight of their failures and the fractures in their relationships had left everyone drained, seeking solitude to process what had happened on Earth and what it meant for their future.
But Lucy Grey hadn't rested.
She stood in the palace's primary command center, a circular chamber lined with holographic projectors and quantum communication arrays that could reach any corner of human space. The room hummed with barely contained energy, its advanced systems ready to facilitate secure connections across vast distances.
Palace technicians moved around her with the quiet efficiency of people accustomed to working under pressure. Holographic displays showed connection status updates as secure channels were established with the other original families scattered across their respective territories.
