Pete stood and helped Leah from her chair. A guard instantly stepped forward and Cemel advised Leah, You must still have an escort.
Fine, she threw in a half hearted curtsy to Cemel and took Pete by the arm and headed to the stairs at the rear of the podium, the guard following a discreet few feet behind. Leah took him into the meeting room where she had watched the Ceremony precede. He ignored the immense opulent surroundings.
Please sit Pete. He sat closely to her at the table. The guard remained at the door. Stuff Cemels attitude! Kalvich had stated she could basically do what she wanted and she acknowledged there was protocol to follow. Still, she abhorred having an escort it seemed so pointless with so much tight security everywhere. A prisoner in my own palace I will never be.
Its for my own good hell my own exteam did attack and kidnap me.