Before meeting with the High Lord, Rex set some expectations in mind.
Mostly, he had expected to meet someone like Sebrof. Someone with a bearing. Despite all his failures, there was no doubt that he was an adequate leader, capable of bearing mankind's burden. Many agreed, as he still retained his position until this moment.
And seeing how he could admit his wrong and develop a relationship with the Clarentium Empire, Rex has a sliver of respect towards him.
Someone who can induce respect in others. That's what Rex was expecting.
But the High Lord isn't exactly like that.
"High Lord Rashal," Vadyn touched the crest on her chest and saluted. "I've brought the visitor."
Rex stood a few steps behind and observed the supposed High Lord.
