"Where were you?... My men told me that you didn't spend the night in your quarters." King Ull intoned as he stepped into Cybele's quarters, the latter looking rather exhausted.
Cybele gave him a perfunctory glance before responding. "I didn't know I had to report my daily activities to you."
"It's nothing of that sort. But you are important and I would rather not allow you to be in any sort of danger."
"I am quite capable of protecting myself, Ull. Do not underestimate me."
"I understand that but it wouldn't hurt to keep me updated with your whereabouts. What if the Bazaar comes looking?... What am I supposed to tell them?"
"That you do not know where I am and I didn't tell you. As simple as that."
King Ull let out a drawn-out sigh with Cybele remarking. "Now then, if you are done, you may take your leave, I need to get some rest."
"I'll leave some guards at the door."
"Do what you feel is right."
