Dressed for a Ball Part 2

"No! No my Lady!" The guard said with a heavy stutter. "N-n-no, no?" Syria repeated with a mocking tone. "Then are you spitting on the Royal family's power? Legitimacy? Are you trying to commit treason?" She asked in an even colder tone. "No!" The guard shouted in a panic.

"Then get them to bring a G*ddess damn carriage before I report you to your Madam with the Imperial seal." She hissed as she stabbed her index finger into his chest. "Blue! Blue flag!" He barked at the other guard. In an instant the guard lowered the green flag and switched it to a blue one. Syria pulled back and looked smug as she turned around and spotted an elegant carriage heading their way.