The courtiers and onlookers quieted down as Julianus approached the throne, though they kept their attention on Teemas.  Most had curious expressions, a rare few showed a casual indifference as if they viewed such things as routines, others frowned as they remembered the news of the occupation of Yim III.

Near the base of the throne, not far from two more of the guards from outside, stood a Drakari in a grey robe.  A palace servant, no doubt.  As the Emperor and Teemas approached, the servant offered Teemas a small but beautifully decorated drinking horn.  Liquid could be heard sloshing about within.

"Water from the spring in the palace gardens," the servant said as she held out the horn, "As you had requested of the Emperor.  May it refresh you after your long voyage to our world."