"What brings you here, Reigner?"
In a brightly lit and spacious hall, A majestic and domineering voice came from a seated figure. Sitting on that silver throne of his, the king, clad in silver and white, gazed at the figure below.
"I have come to report to you what I have gathered in Rosereid."
Wearing silvery armor, a plump general kneeled before the throne. Other than the black and white tail flicking behind him, the man had a pink nose most similar to a cat's. But this similarity did not stop there, as he too had a few dark stripes patterning his bald head.
"Could you not have sent over a messenger? I believe what is happening in Rosereid requires your attention more than delivering a message."
"Yes, but what I wish to speak to you about cannot fall into the ears of others."
"Speak then."