The Drakel contingent entered the throne room and fixed their eyes upon Tralin, who sat upon the throne. Darin and Cerin stood at Tralin’s left while Jano whispered something into Tralin's ear. "T'palo..." their leader, an enforcer, demanded. "Where is the king...?" Tralin pointedly ignored the interruption and whispered back to Jano, who bowed and left the throne room. "Denda Kruatha'ri Nect Re'edi c'tal defo Lin," Tralin proclaimed and enraged the Drakel, who shot his hand for his sword. "Stay out of this, human... This is none of your affair..."