Rhyner took in a deep breath as he slid into the booth without a word, sitting beside Lord Draco. Bradok and Vloz did the same, moving to the other side of Zelsh.
Isaac sighed while diminishing his essence. After a brief pause, he calmly smiled back at the towering king. "Zelsh, I'd like to ask you the same question. How is it that a role-model king can leave his region on a whim like this?"
"Ah, that's due to my son's recent ascension," Zelsh answered with an amiable grin while sipping his drink. "He's now an early-king, allowing me to take short trips now and again. And as Bradok's long-time friend and client, I had to come see him and his clan's new territory."
"I see…"
"And what about you, Lord Draco? I haven't seen you in years, not since the last tournament."
"Well, certain matters have arisen in this territory, on such a scale that the quadrant has assigned a representative to come as well," replied Isaac.
