"As the oldest member of the Royal Bloodline of Aroniel and King of Eshaware, I, for one, welcome you to our lands."
I bowed my head slightly again, placing my right hand on my chest, even though I had just stood upright.
"Thank you for your hospitality."
He finally tore his hateful eyes away from Adrian and Alysia and turned to me. He studied me briefly, then narrowed his eyes slightly.
"The last time we met... was during our meeting about the fate of the spirits, Count Tenebra."
"That is correct, Your Royal Highness."
"Who would have guessed that the next time we would meet would be here, in a situation like this."
"I am as surprised as you are, Your Royal Highness."
The king of the elves narrowed his eyes slightly.
"But... I thought we were to meet with the heirs of the Bloodline of Laute, or those with more authority, at least. Not with you... even though it was you who exposed and destroyed their manor by acting alone."
