Minister Mathilde
A quartet of the Matriarch’s Royal Guards escorted the Ravens, Max, and his personal guard out not too long after they went in. It was certainly short enough to allay any suspicions, and curbed any deep speculations.
The whole group went back down the grav lifts, but only by a half dozen floors. From there, they traveled down the busy hallways filled with groups of councilors, and out to a long walkway that extended out of the Palace itself.
They traveled across to a building adjacent to the Palace. The Ravens were treated to yet another security station close to the end of the walkway, perhaps 20 meters away from the entrance to the building.
And the Royal Guards stationed here were a little bit different from the regular ones. Their uniforms were a deep, dark burgundy. It was so dark that it was almost purplish-black. And there were no other highlights on their uniforms, silver or not.