Empana
Very soon, the throne room was filled with a blood thirsty aura. A young man with long legs and even longer strides entered. He was dressed in a suit, but he looked less professional and far more like he was about to enjoy the night life in a nearby redlight district.
His suit was a deep shade of black, his slacks were quite tight on him and only flared out slightly below his caves. His shirt was slightly open and his suit's jacket was perfectly smoothed out, its cufflinks matching the golden chain wrapped around his neck.
He looked entirely human with the exception of his crimson irises and his slit pupils. If one looked even closer, it would be possible to see that within his hair, which was faded to one side, there was a subtle hint of crimson scales as well that would have been entirely hidden beneath his gelled jet black hair had he not chosen this particular haircut.