Ashal Kal Anur stopped in the middle of the room, if I can call that spacy with this word, and one of the aliens from the High Queen's entourage stepped forward.
The creature's head for some reason reminded me of a potato, with its dark gray, earthy color, deeply sunken eyes, and complete lack of hair. They were wearing completely black, long all the way to the ground, robe with a thick stripe of red at the edges.
Our imperial official spoke first, bowing deeply. He said a lot, but since we couldn't understand, I tried to focus on something else, and that was the aliens around. I noticed a few representatives of races we have already seen in this place. There was a small crocodile of almost black, thick skin. I'm using the word small, but he still was around my size. Although compared to the guards we met, he seemed like a child.
