[center][h1]The Throne Room[/h1][/center]

As the first three of his new advisers arrived, the young emperor simply acknowledged them with a nod and thanked them for coming without much flare or speeches. The boy was clearly nervous, but was keeping it together rather well. At times his uncle would lay his hand upon the boys shoulder and smile at him to assure him. 

Elendin looks over at the small group to the right of him. They all seemed to be observing him one way or another. His eyes wander off to Torinus and a small smile appears on his face. This smile quickly disappears as a servant storms into the room and runs up to the throne. He bows hastily and catches a breath. "My liege. My deepest apologies for bursting in like this, but a large group of Khargats is approaching the castle. Many of them have also started setting up camp in the middle of the Paragon Path, Kings Row and other major roads, sire. Should I dispatch the guards?"
Ruriks and Elendins eyes meet for a second before returning their attention back to the servant. Rurik takes a step forward to take the word, but is halted by raised hand of Elendin. "Let them approach. I want to hear the reason why these so called Khargats dare to enter our precious city." He waves the servant away, who leaves with one last bow. Rurik looks back at the boy with a raised eyebrow, but doesn't question him.

Some time passes before the large doors to the throne room open once more. This time three man approach. One clearly being of better stature then the other two. He bows before Elendin and introduces himself as Chugo, the adviser the Khan has send. As soon as he is done, Rurik steps forward, a thunderstorm upon his face. "How dare you even enter this precious city, you Khargat scum! This is a blatant insult to our beloved emperor! There is a reason we didn't send your Khan an invi-..." "Uncle! That's enough." Elendin leans forward in his throne, elbows resting upon his knees, looking inquisitively at the Bey. "What my uncle meant to say was that it would have been nice if we warned ahead of time of your approach. While Riadan is large, we do not have the space to house all your man and they are currently blocking important routes of our beloved city. I must ask you to camp your cohorts outside of the city gate. North of lake Riadan there is a patch of land you can use for this. This is not a request, it is, in fact, an order, lord Chugo. If you are indeed willing to take a place in the council of advisers, then show your utter loyalty by following it." The boy leans back in his throne, his face quite red from the anxiety that came with talking aloud to this... man.

Rurik shifts his look from Chugo to Elendin, let's out a near silent sigh and retakes his position besides the throne. The look on his face says enough about his thoughts. He does not agree with the boys words, but remains silent. He closes his eyes, gathers his thoughts and opens them again, his face showing no emotion anymore.