Jian sat on his throne, his expression blank, the rider's council was already gathered and Jian had given his permission for the elves to be summoned.
The doors to the throne room came open and the representatives of the elven council strode in.
There were five of them, three male elves and two females. Among the five, Jian recognize three of them to be members of the elven council while the other two were elven guards who were not as familiar to Jian.
It had been decades since Jian had any reason to summon the elves but he still recognised these faces of the council members, they were noble blooded elves and highly respected amongst their kind.
"Greetings, Your Grace, the Dragon King." The elves greeted in unison, their palms placed flat over their heart and their head bowed low as was the greeting pattern of the elves.
The leader of the representatives stepped out and Jian's brow twitched slightly, the only visible sign of his displeasure.
