***Back to our MC***
"Next!" The guard moving the line forward shouted.
Aberon strode forward, his gait as confident as always. The rest of the group just followed behind him.
"We are here for an audience with the king. He has already granted us it, we are awaited." Aberon said, looking straight at the castle.
The soldier before them sneered at the clear disrespect but didn't dare do anything more. He walked to the small guardhouse and activated a little rune circle on the table.
The rune circle glowed and flashed for a few seconds, before lighting up brighter and a voice was heard from it.
'Huh. They have intercoms.' Astaroth thought, seeing the apparatus work.
The thought made him chuckle.
'Well designed, devs. Well designed.' He thought, smiling.
The guard spoke to a person for a couple of minutes and then came back to the group.
"The court mage cleared your passage." He said, still showing clear disdain.
