The Red King is sat on his golden throne, gazing off at the desert planet of Sakaar over which he rules. He eyes the button on his throne which when pressed would transform his throne into a suit of mechanical armour, but decides he has no need of it in this situation. He looks at you and smile charmingly

Well well well. Who approaches the Mighty Red King of Sakaar? Please, do be bowing, I would hate to have to make an example of you.

He stands and yawns