Mortals and their supposed 'modesty'... pomp and circumstance to hide insecurities if you ask her, but so be it, she'd wear the robe this time.  she left her shortsword and crossbow with her haversack, but they'd have to pry her bastard sword from her cold dead fingers if they wished for her to be disarmed.  She was a blade dancer of her goddess, the blade *was* her in many respects, and being parted with it was NOT something she would agree too without tremendously grand justification.  Meeting a king, right now, did not suffice, and thankfully they were not asking such a thing.  Besides, if they truly wished to disarm her, they would need to do *far* more than simply take her weapons...<br/><br/>Back to the main procession, back to the path she was following before... guards, statues, art - needed more bared flesh - all the way to the council chambers.  That is until another seneschal intercepted them.  She was older, clearly a futa - all the seneschals were male once apparently - and seemed to not regard her too fondly.  Lualin just smiled back, used to the sort of look, and gingerly dismissed his comment with a hand wave.<br/><br/>"Oh, I've prepared enough; took myself a bath, to make myself presentable.  Marcus can attest I smelled horridly of salt, sea, and sweat when I arrived and my clothing sadly suffered the same fate." she responded in her smooth, drow-spoken Common, like silk rolling off her tongue and caressing the nude ears of her listeners "Wouldn't want to appear to the king of the land and all of his councilors smelling anything less than - and looking anything less than - my presentable best, right?  Well worth the delay to not offend the sensible noses of those royal and others noble..."<br/><br/>She hoped that would be enough to get Marcus off the hook; this futa - whoever he was - did not strike her as the sort to be lenient.<br/><br/>"Shall we then?  Oh, and Marcus?  It has been a time since I last saw you, would you join me after for a chat?" she said to the futa behind her with an inviting smile "Unless your duties will keep you from attending me, of course..."