Emperor Varis Xeno Kattleyna had never thought that his Empire would ever stoop so low as to ask outsiders for help. To think that Kattleyna, an Empire that stood on its own for over a thousand years had been brought low enough to have to beg for assistance... It was... irksome, to say the least.
"Father, we have arrived."
Hearing his daughter announce their presence, Varis let out the smallest sigh as he made himself presentable. Straightening his back, he made sure to embody the strength and regality that was expected of him as the Emperor.
"Daughter," he greeted, his tone devoid of his unending love for her. "And I see you've brought your retainers."
"As was instructed of me," Caris coolly nodded, her guests dutifully following behind her as they strode forth. "I've brought them for the Imperial Dinner."