After a few minutes, Ha Joon and Yukio made their way to the Dwarves' village.
The dwarves had prepared an empty building for the king. A fresh, clean rug was laid on the ground, with a small center table for fruits and wine.
The Dwarf King, Erin, took the left side of the room, while Ha Joon sat on the right. Yukio knelt behind him, and Lyra lay on the ground.
"Your Highness, it's an honor to have you here. The royal family hasn't come to the dwarves in years. It makes me wonder," Erin said, his head slightly bowed while kneeling.
"I have something important I need to discuss with you. But first, I couldn't help but notice what a nice village you have here. How were you able to maintain such a place without external help?" Ha Joon asked.
"We dwarves can adapt to our environment. Something like this is nothing for us, Your Majesty," Erin responded, a sense of pride radiating from him.
