The Royal Visit

The Queen Zariah was indeed far from shy, and when her guard informed her of a guest she did not delay her arrival. She could likely be heard coming long before she was seen, the click of her heels a signature of her presence most anywhere. She made her entrance from a side door, head held high, crowned by wild curls and standing tall in black boots with dangerously high heels that she walked in with perfect poise. Her outfit was new, courtesy of Rexanna, and fit for one of her station. Fitted black pants, a black blouse, perfectly tailored and revealing her shoulders and collarbones, draping in the back to create the illusion of a cape. Wide hazel eyes, set in an expressionless, youthful face glanced over to the guards in the background. Lips, stained a near black-red pursed slightly. ”If you wish to converse with me, Skyler, your lackeys will have to wait outside. It’s quite tacky, really, to bring them to an audience with royalty.” she said, a clip of a command in her tone. If he didn’t comply with this, their meeting would be over before it even began. zariah If it is danger you seek, come on over. I covet tranquility but beget the tempest storm.