The men in the room stood quite, they cast each other a look, and each one understood what to do and nodded to each other "We understand your highness, after witnessing it firsthand, we won't argue against it, just be sure not to demand out of worry for the princess, but ask with respect so no consequences follow after" Luka, the minister of Michael advised him, he had a dark brown colored hair, his eyes a sea green, a scholar type look, yet he held a staff that had a pulsing light emitting from the emerald jewel on it, he was darker skin, a mocha type that looked unique with his eyes.