When we arrived at the palace, there were many dwarves that had gathered.
It seemed that news spread fast since the moment that we arrived, many of them turned to look at me with a strange look.
It was as if they wanted to say something, but they were kept back because of the look on my face.
I had a rare serious look as I followed the captain of the guards Vela to a private room.
This wasn't the throne room that we had gone to before, this was the Dwarven King's private room.
The throne room was for welcoming guests in a grand manner while this private study was just for discussing private matters.
But as the king of dwarves, the Dwarven King didn't use this study much in the first place.
If it wasn't for what he had done, he wouldn't have even been here in the first place.
