Some were clearly more comfortable in the commanding presence of the King than others were, given the way that one older man nearly jumped out of his shoes when Cepheus entered. The King was nonchalant, sauntering through the small crowd towards an elegant classically upholstered throne in the same red fabric as the chaises and various lounge areas around the dimly lit room. The room was lined with books and various artifacts on dark walnut shelves, matching floors that were strewn with ornately woven carpets. Draco was quite at home in the room, especially once he was handed a crystal glass with a generous pour of scotch. 