"Romiis...please." Castellian tried to contain her friend's wild, boiling nature.
"No, please," Iveress stared into Zion's eyes, "I'm very interested in that remark."
Zion faced her gaze for a moment, then smiled at her.
"Please, ignore what my friend and guardian just...emitted with such...smugness?"
He shook his head slightly before beginning himself.
"You already know me. And behind me stand my two royal guardians, Romiis and Castellian. And you?"
The ruler of Vaegos laughed.
"Darian Vintry - emperor of Vaegos and Zeog of the water."
Zion bowed.
"Majesty."
"No, please." he gestured, raising a respectful but imperious hand. "We are among sovereigns, and given your unimaginable prowess, I feel I will never feel superior to you. On the contrary."
The two sovereigns exchanged a transparent and surprisingly revealing look, almost symbiotic.
"I thank you, majesty." Zion finally said.
