Ali
*A bulky yet elegant Icewing had walked into the entrance hall of the Ice Palace, almost as if it were his own. He hummed softly, his spiked tail slowly swinging from side to side along the icy ground, creating soft scraping noises. He had a small penguin on a leash, keeping it close to him so it wouldn't wander off. It seemed to be his pet. He had been wishing to see the King as of late. His... "Organization" Had been gathering more influence recently, and he wished to address the King directly. If they couldn't sort out an agreement soon, then nothing would get done. He gave the penguin a few gentle pats on its head to calm it, before sitting near the wall with his good eye gazing to the rest of the hall, scanning for any sign of the King.*
Linda
A dark growl instinctively escaped him as his tail lashed, quickly approaching into the grand hall. His jagged talons scraped upon the icy surface, his spikes ruffled out, the blackness seemingly having seeped down the spikes. He snorted as he raised his head up, staring slightly down at Amur as if out of disgust. 
"So *You're* The one who wanted to speak to me." He muttered, his wings flexing as he flicked his tail, the long spikes rattling slightly as it hit the ground briefly. He was rather imposing and scary to many, just from his body language and how he spoke.
Ali
"I am, yes."
He gave him a smug smile, a soft hum escaping him. He tightened his grip on his leash, tugging the poor penguin back as it too tried to escape. 
"It's a pleasure to meet you in person, King Hyperborean. I do believe we have much to talk about, although it's best to do it in a more.. Secure place. It's rather sensitive, and you wouldn't wish for any citizens to get wrapped up in this, would you?"
It was.. Unclear as to whether that was a threat or not, but Amur was certainly capable of going through with it if it was.
Linda
He let a soft hiss out as he ruffled his neck spikes, sighing as he turned around and began to walk away, his tail swaying dangerously as if to make sure Amur didn't dare try to be at his side or right behind him. He didn't neccesarily take it as a threat, he didn't really care if the people knew he talked to the mafia, but he wanted to make sure word didn't get out until he wanted it to be. And they clearly could do that if they wanted to.
Ali
He followed him from a distance, keeping out of reach of his tail. He followed at a sort of diagonal to him, picking his penguin up and setting it on his back so it didn't have to get tugged along. He did have an air of smugness about him. Almost as if he had an offer that he knew his King couldn't refuse. His long, narrow ear flicked. He looked around at the palace as the two walked, admiring the architecture of the place.