Actaea

Upon entering, Hector was led through some kind of intricate device, like a metal detector, and asked to hand over his weapon. However, he didn't notice a large number of guards.
The king did not receive the envoy in the throne room. He chose one of his offices as the meeting place, which, however, could also serve as a lounge. Bluish wallpaper with images of some prehistoric sea battles, curtains in a matching color, with a lace trim and a gold-colored valance. From the window, the city was visible as in the palm of your hand, and in the distance, here and there, the waves of a dense forest could be seen. All the furniture in the room turned out to be wooden, but apparently, very expensive.
The king sat at the table and was writing something. There was no one else in the room. Well, wait... on one of the chairs sat a real cat. A mustachioed one, with large ears, and was diligently grooming itself.
The king raised his eyes:
— Thank you, Yarkimlan, I'll call if you are needed, — the king nodded to the guide and pointed to the chair on the other side of the table. — Well, hello. It's not often that I have guests from Ventorium. Please, sit down. It seems to me that something interesting is brewing, since you were sent instead of Amori Draco.
— I am surprised, — admitted the commander of the VSRV. — I didn't think that this person was so well-known in the world that he deserved a separate mention from the monarch himself. At the moment, Amori Draco is busy with other matters. — Hector carefully examined the room; it differed significantly from the offices and the palace he had seen in Qasardastan. — You have a surprisingly beautiful and unspoiled environment, untouched by technological progress; you probably have to sacrifice something to maintain it in such a state?
What is the king's name?