"Greetings, the envoy for the elven lands," said the orange-haired, clean shaved emperor. His eyes glowed bright orange in the early morning as he greeted the elves.
The elves immediately got on their knees, one of their arms on their chest and face facing the red carpet. Frigs too did the same. Calanon then said to the emperor, "I, the third elven prince, Calanon, are honoured to meet such man,"
The emperor raised one of his brows, then smiled and nodded, "Let's not waste both of our time here. We both knew what happened a few months. Forgive me for being straightforward, but I demand an explanation,"
At this point Frigs thought to himself, actually quite nervous at the moment, 'I'll just stay quiet and answer when asked…'
And the elven prince stood up and grabbed a piece of rolled paper from his chest pocket. He rolled open the paper and began reading out loud the content of it.