There was something ironic about a man who was neither recognized as King over Seth and his men, nor one who was currently in possession of a throne, yet expectant of such reverence. Distracted momentarily by the seemingly delicate but loud woman in the background, Seth was curious why his observation of what the center of the commotion was, had warranted such a displeased expression from the man who brought them here. But all the same he saw no need to excuse himself nor his curiosity, he was only here because the presently cave dwelling loyalists needed the help of the Iberians. Internally, he resolved that he would oblige with all the formalities that were explained to him, if only to keep the Emir and his men cooperative in order to ensure his end of the mission went smoothly. After that point, there was no reason to pretend, and the Emir would be indebted to both himself and the King.
Curtly, Seth gestured for Daud to proceed and lead him to the Emir, already tired of having to bear witness to this man's evident insecurities.
