If there ever was a difference between cultures this was it; T'charrl's focus on battle and fighting was quite a lot different from their own. At one time their lifestyles may have been very similar, but with peace and prosperity gracing their kingdom they had no reason to fight anywhere near as much. "As you can see we do still have guards. Not that many, but they're all highly trained to keep the King safe. That being said he doesn't like tight security either, he feels it makes the palace feel more like a prison. The man is very open, and you can see that in the company he keeps just as well as the palace in which he lives." There were always concerns for His Majesty's safety, many of which Pyrus and others would voice, but rarely if ever were they heard. Perhaps His Majesty really wasn't worried, or he thought his men and himself even capable enough of fending off attackers. "Well... The current king is there because he led our people through the war, so after him... I can't imagine we'll go with anything less than one of his children. His son is yet to come of age but he'll likely inherit the throne, unless someone else comes along and his son doesn't want to take his place. And is that right...? I've been told your mother can be a little... Daunting, but I look forward to meeting her all the same!"
There were plenty of people around that could teach Shu, the only thing stopping them was time. Though now that they were on a vacation of sorts they had plenty of that, and more than enough things to teach the little guy. The easiest route would be going to Vegeta for instruction, but he had his hands full with Viral and probably with Shu once they were finished there. Maybe Yumi then, albeit she seemed busy with Viral as well. It really did come down to himself and his own squad in that case, and asking them when they grew up on another world may not be the best idea. "Why wouldn't they want to go near you? We're all near you now and we're fine," Takeshi said, smiling as he shrugged his shoulders, "I can't see any reason they would avoid you really, and if they don't want to teach you then I will, no sweat. We'll just keep asking til someone agrees, you know?" Before they decided to teach Shu anything he probably needed to learn to read, and at the very least that was something Takeshi could do. From there he supposed they could just give the younger Saiyan books, and whatever he thought sounded interesting he could read. "Eh? Why can't I ride Nimbus...?" he asked, his cheeks reddening slightly as he itched at his nose, "Well... You need to be completely pure or whatever to ride it, and I guess I'm not completely pure... I'm close I'm sure, but not completely." Who was he kidding? With the way he thought about girls and the things he'd done he'd never get to ride on the cloud, ah well.
"Of course, of course. We'll send someone by with a formal invitation next festival, for your whole family to attend if you'd like," Pyrus answered with a smile, "We have the usual festivals many of our people celebrate, and then a few of our own. The nearest festival would be in three weeks time, and it's a harvest festival. Feasts, music, games, it's a wonderful time. His Majesty loves the festivals as well, you can always expect to see him out amongst the crowd enjoying himself." A nice way to put it would be the King simply loved having fun, quite a bit considering someone of his age. Where most would be busy lying in bed resting or relaxing it was actually difficult sometimes to keep the man in his seat, or just in the throne room for that matter. T'charrl had no further questions regarding their leader it seemed, and just as well; two doors carved out of deep amber wood stood before them now, a tree engraved in each one and dyed with green and brown dyes to give the illusion of the plants popping out of the framework. Beyond the doors was the throne room, and therein the King. "Here we are my young friends, His Majesty should be expecting you." Rasping his knuckles on the doorway he waited for the faint signal to enter, folding his arms behind his back as the doors parted. "Your Majesty, I've brought our guests! If I may, I would like to introduce Prince T'charrl and his friends."
The doors were parted and beyond a wide open throne room was displayed to the group; the ceiling was nearly non-existent, and with the room being circular itself there was a wide opening up above, sealed by a pane of glass that gave the notion there was nothing there. The only wall in the room was immediately behind the throne itself, as the rest of the walls were the same as the corridors, comprised of high arches and wide windows. Several tapestries hung down from the ceiling around the skylight, of various colors and bearing numerous crests that likely belonged to either previous rulers or other noble families. Plants, furniture and paintings adorned any spot they could without becoming cluttered, and a long carpet stretched from the door to the throne itself, whereon the King himself sat. Even from the door one could see him, he was large, bigger than even the likes of Yusef or Garesh were. Both in height and circumference, the King towered over perhaps nearly all of their kind, and it was surprising he fit in his throne. His fur was what looked like an ashy grey, but if one got closer they would see mixes of browns and even oranges in his hairs. He wore a simple yellow and black robe, far as one could tell from the door, and only had two aides with him, no guards.
"Pyrus! I was wondering when you might arrive!" the King's voice echoed, "Come in children, come in! I'd like to see who's been causing so much excitement in my kingdom today." As the doors were closed the large Kaesstrian pushed himself out of his chair, letting out a faint groan as he did so. Even standing flat on his feet he was nearly tall as the throne itself, and easily as wide as it too. Smiling warmly at the group he clasped his hands together, shuffling towards them as his robe fell to the floor and dragged behind him. So that was T'charrl, and these the Saiyans he traveled with. How long it had been since he'd had another ruling party in his home, and even longer since a Saiyan had shown themselves. "Welcome children, welcome! It's a pleasure to have you all here, I assure you. Allow me to introduce myself, I am King Aseel Malak, third heir to the Malak lineage and current ruler of our fair kingdom. But please, address me as you see fit. It's nice to meet you all."