A handful of attendants enter carrying a low standing table laden with an assortment of delectably wholesome and organic cuisine: grapes, apples, apricots, pineapple slices, an array of cheeses and crackers, meats, salads, freshly squeezed orange juice and jugs of water with bits of strawberries. They place the table and sitting cushions in the middle of the room, offer a low bow and exit swiftly. Acera and Sutaura take their cue from Elah who smiles broadly and comes to sit at the table, helping himself to a succulent apricot.
The throne room, as it would appear, is simplistic with only a few alabaster columns running the length of it and tall spotless windows to the right. The sun fills the room with a warm glow from outside where there grows an array of flowers from magenta-coloured o
