Shaddam was seated on his throne when the man walked in, he’d been contemplating the news that an inquisitor would be arriving, and how best to deal with him. As the man walked in he tried to figure out who he was, his mind going over the possibilities as quickly as he could. The man had made it into the throne room, unannounced, and unopposed he had to have power…more power than Shaddam himself, therefore he was an agent of the Emperor, “You presume correctly Inquisitor” he said calmly “I trust your trip to Miranda IV was without problem?”