Amber's POV

　　"Okay, that was a good talk. Now I need to talk to you, Tristan. Privately, please." He nods, his eyes cloud over and a few moments later a replacement walks through the door. 

　　"My Queen." He greets with a bow. 

　　"Your Majesty, this is my second in command, Ryan Icemoon. Ryan, our Queen." He bows again. 

　　"A pleasure to meet you, Ryan. Thank you for your service." 

　　"The pleasure is mine, my Queen. And you're welcome. I always wanted to be a guard for the royal corps. I've been here since I was a wee man, my father being the captain of the royals guards. He was removed...