'At least by dressing like this we didn't lose face to Salaark and Verhen will have to treat us with the respect that honorable guests deserve.' The King said while moving forward.
What they found a few rooms later, left them gawking even more than the news of Leegaain's child.
Lith walked toward them, wearing a simple white robe of the Desert. Between his dark skin and his clothes dirty with soot and the remains of magical ingredients, he looked no different from one of the many mages they had met on their way.
"King Meron, Queen Sylpha. It's a pleasure to meet you again." Lith said while giving them a polite bow suitable when meeting peers, without a shred of deference. "I'm sorry for being late, but Grandma told me of your coming at the last minute and I was in the middle of an experiment."
