*The two older gentlemen noted the arrivals when Plydek announced them and nodded in acknowledgement, returning to their conversation for the moment. When Tiberius and Claudia reach them, however, the red-blonde haired man who was doing most of the talking turns to greet them.*
"Hello there. Care to join us, lad? My wife will be in shortly, and I'm sure she'll be delighted to talk with yours."
"Whereas mine, on the other hand, will head straight for the man in the armour with the lavender hair, I'd put 100 crowns on it," his companion comments wryly, "You must be Ammon's friend from the Empire, then. I am Atreus."
"And I am Tyrus," the other man adds, though neither of them bow like the younger man did for Vasha, "Just Atreus, eh? Are you going to make me announce you by your full title then, my lord Atreus Atreides V?"
*Atreus snorts.*
"If you choose, though I'll have to share the favour, your Royal Majesty King Tyrus Tyndarea III, Keeper of the Sacred Tower, Sovereign of Lacadia."
"Point taken," Tyrus admits with a laugh.