<div class="floatright">(https://static1.e621.net/data/a8/31/a831f2c6a31cd147493a9d43ebb2d684.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Zkulu (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1714186)<br/><strong>Time of day:</strong>Mid morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The crowd<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Queen<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>None<br/><br/><br/>Zkulu wasn’t sure who he’d be meeting, and in his mind was rehearsing what he might need to say to explain his actions while making sure Leviticus wasn’t seen as a cause for his own indiscretion.<br/><br/>When he sees the queen, he bows deeply to her, a slight flush pinking his ears and cheeks as she so candidly touches him and his length stiffens slightly at her attention.<br/><br/>The lithe zebra is not entirely sure of how closely the KIng guards his wife, and he’d hate to make a mistake…<br/><br/>On the other hand, he’d hate to disappoint his Queen.<br/><br/>Her words bring out a shiver of a different kind of nervous anticipation. “I’ve had only a bit of bodyguard’s training, your highness, but I’ll happily do whatever you will of me and whatever the Kingdom requires.” …Noting that those might be two quite separate things.<br/><br/>The zebra pauses a little, totally unsure of what he might do with a royal boon. Ah, but there’s another thing that bothers Zkulu. “My equipment is back at Master Leviticus’ Inn, my Queen. Might I request that, if there is no time to get it, he at least be informed that I am safe and not in trouble? He is a good and caring master and I’m sure he was very worried by the events earlier!”