Talia watches quietly as Prince Doragon comes over to her litter. Even without speaking she can tell he's nervous. She meets his bow with a curtsy of her own. "Prince Doragon. It is good to meet you as well." For a second silence reigns. Talia had known that actual dragons are quite intelligent, but she hadn't expected them to talk. "That would be lovely, thank you Doragon." She follows silently behind Doragon and Sith as they lead the way into the palace. Her quarters are well furnished and spacious. Someone had taken the time the time to place some elven style furniture in her rooms.<br/><br/>Perhaps Doragon had not been talking to females long? His nervousness is really starting to show. "That would be pleasant," Talia tries giving him a reassuring smile. It's hard not to tilt her head in order to see the aloft throne. That problem is solved for her when King Dragcon lands in front of her. Talia curtsies as well. "Thank you your majesty. I look forward to get to know your family and your nation."