Amara frowned in displeasure. No, she had not believed she would go without a replacement bodyguard for long, but she had been hoping the replacement would have come slightly later. She had almost enjoyed the last week after the previous bodyguard had finally left her. Her father was a busy man, would his time not be better spent ruling his land instead of forcing these useless bodyguards on her? She did not want one, nor did she feel that one was needed. 

She eyed him as he left the room. He clearly expected her to go along with the whole idea. Amara considered simply not following him, but with a sigh she left the room as well, quietly closing the doors as she went. She walked a few steps behind him, contemplating if there was any way to get out of this. Amara required solitude and freedom, two things that were difficult to achieve when one was constantly followed around by some warrior.

“I suppose any attempts to convince you that this is not necessary will go unheard?” Amara asked as she stalked down the corridor behind her father.