Namora and her retinue arrived in Namor's city with the proper comms and followed the guards towards the castle. When their ship landed and decanted the group, she took off for the throne-room. Sure the guards flanked them in escort, but she knew the halls and passes of the place blind. "Hail, King Namor, hail," she announced herself and bobbed a faint bow to him in greeting. "May your kingdom flourish."