Luca Jedore entered the throne room with his halbered in hand, walking as if it were a royal scepter.  Unlike much of the palace, his henchmen had completely restored this chamber.<br/>He stood to greet the ambassador, but did not invite him to sit.  He gestured for Nichole to kneel at his feet, on a thick, slightly worn red carpet.  “The Golden Leaugue’s emissary is welcome at my home, neighbor.  Could you restate your warning?  I fear we may be suffering from the language barrier.”<br/>