The horses arrived. about two dozen of the escorting party arrived before the king and his son. Despite the fighting prowess of both the elves, they traveled with an escort because, while the king was a good ruler, as rulers came, there were those that were greedy for the crown of the white elves. And wouldn't be adverse to taking it through brute force, and, facing the facts, White Elves respected brute force greatly. They would accept any king that could remove the previous one, as well as his son, in one stroke. Dathlorien Hathiisan, Kax's father, had learned this lesson the hard way when he was ambushed by men of a rather powerful tribe, and had never trusted in teh good will of his people again. Being king was all about cunning, strength, and power, and if he lost even a fraction of that which he held, doubt would seep in, and it wouldn't be long before he was removed, forcibly, and killed, along with his family. Which was why he intended to remove himself from kingship soon, and allow his son, a brutal man, to take his place.<br/><br/>They hooves of the shod horses clattered on the cobbles of the street that led up to the fortress, and the peasants, trudging about in their daily work, looked up in awe at the might, beautiful, and terrifying men that rode past. All clad in silver-black armor, that seemed to mix in with the with their surroundings. Made from the special smiths, and very useful when the user did not want to be seen. Their helmets were at their sides, and a diverse selection of blades, axes, and magic staves, and they rode by without even giving the humans a glance. White elves were an arrogant folk, after all. When they finally arrived, the two royal elves had caught up with the rest, and they arrived together. There was a reason, after all, why they had selected this place. Humans, once their peace with the Sylvan Elves was completed, were their next war interest, if civil war didn't suddenly erupt, that is, and the studying of fortresses was a good start. Secrets gleaned might prove useful indeed.<br/><br/>The human king stepped out, and Hath descended from his mount. His own armor was similar in look to that of his escort except for a round crown that had been crafted to fit into his helmet when he wore it. For now, it rested on his head of silvery white hair," I thank you, my lord," He bowed slightly," For receiving us in your most hospitable abode. May the stars shine on your house and family," It was the ancient, more civil greeting of the White Elves. Kax, and almost precise replica of his father stood in the background sullenly, and he did not bow, and followed silently after his father into the castle, after telling the men to care for the horses before they were shown to their chambers.