10.2 Defiance

You frown in annoyance when the head of the guard enters the room somewhat indifferently. You can tell by the expression on his broad, square face that he is also less than pleased. His pale blue eyes glance over you rather arrogantly as he steps forward and closes the door behind him. You regard him warily when he stops a few feet before you and removes his helmet. A curly crop of light brown, slightly damp hair is revealed. It is an uncharacteristically hot evening, so you decide not to comment on the removal of his headgear.

"You summoned me, Empress." His dismissive tone only further confirms his unwillingness to comply.

"Yes." You state curtly while folding your arms over your chest. "I have some issues that need addressing."

The man raises a brow skeptically but remains silent. Though you're aware of the man's name, it seems to be escaping you for the time being. Something about his cavalier attitude leaves you feeling distractingly irate.

"What issues?" He questions hotly and moves to walk around you.

You watch in disbelief as he moves to set his helmet down before pouring a chalice of wine. To his credit, he offers you the cup then turns to fill a second one. Feeling a slight headache forming, you decide to take a sip rather than chastising the bold action.

"My guard leaves much to be desired." You explain after lowering the chalice from your lips. "Additionally, their number should be increased."

"Your kind are all the same." The Captain retorts bluntly before taking a large swig from his cup.

"By my kind," You question through gritted teeth. "Do you mean women or rulers?"

"Both." Is the short yet seemingly honest reply you receive.

"Then you take objection to my request?"

The man pauses for a moment while taking another long drink. You feel your impatience growing at his increasingly defiant attitude. This type of behavior is the exact thing you are trying to discourage.

"You are the ruler, for the time being." He finally states nonchalantly while moving to refill his cup. "I will do as you command."

"All that I command?" You question sharply, now completely fed up with his casual demeanor.

A small smirk tugs at the corner of his lips as he observes your slightly indigent form. His amusement at your annoyance only increases your irritation. A confusing mix of frustration continues building in you as you impatiently stare back at him.

"I doubt," He announces crassly while moving to stand before you. "That any of your requests would be challenging."

The informal answer unexpectedly causes your blood to boil. No longer able to stand the insubordination, you swiftly step forward, closing what little space remained between you. The man's brow raises again in a mix of confusion and further amusement.

"We will see about that."