Haidar paid Omar's approach no mind, chuckling as Omar leaned in to speak to her. Though he could not hear the words, he could guess their nature easily enough. It mattered not; Queen Lyssa was previously occupied. There was much that needed to be discussed.<br/><br/>The enormous Nydewian fully took his leave before joining Olivia and Lorenso at table, just before Olivia excused herself. With the arrival of the desert-people coming as a surprise, there had been no place for him at the royal table. It didn't matter to the warrior-king. He was just as much at home with his men.<br/><br/>He passed Sanguine on his way to a seat next to Lorenso, idly stroking Eyes' neck but otherwise paying him no heed. He immediately knew the blind man to be dangerous, however. It was written in his stance, in his reactions when Haidar and his company had entered. The musclebound royal took his seat, aware of Lorenso's name and accomplishments, but not his face. He tore a piece off the roasted bird that had been left before the dessert course, consuming the sweet flesh in a few bites.<br/><br/>Haidar saw Volpen, and saw him very well. He would recognize his baby brother anywhere, no matter how many years it had been. The look his bright green eyes shot the Exile said enough; he was known, and he would be dealt with, but then was not the time.