Draven had not been inside the palace. He was in another region within the Forest of Elves on official business.
Though he was more a king in name, from time to time, Draven would visit the various cities within the kingdom for inspection. It was in fact a loose schedule of sorts arranged by his aides and the members of the council, but after having brought in a human outsider as his mate, he thought it would be a good time to do his inspection rounds now. It was both to tour around and to show his face to his subjects as a favor to the council.
A couple minutes ago, he was talking with High Elder Halifax, being entertained with tea and snacks in Peleg, the city of the Moon Elf Clan, when he suddenly felt a strong pull that urged him to go back to his palace and see Ember. It was as if he could feel something was being triggered within her.
