A crown for a king. Like Aerveas. Hadn't his crown looked metallic? She thought so, but she was having difficulty recalling what the thing looked like in source art or if there had been any source art for him at all.

"He must want Pakerion," she said after a moment, forcing her face to remain as neutral as humanly possible. Any more of a deviation than one she was already making and she wasn't certain parts of Tai Feng would heal correctly. She was not going to let that happen to Tai Feng, thank you very much. "First the capital, then the country. It's what Aerveas tried with Everea."