Chapter 95: The Locket
Talia kept her silence all the way till she reached her home. On the way she asked her guards to buy a couple of folding chairs and even though they were intrigued why she needed folding chairs, "Mr. Ed" got those from a departmental store.
When they reached her home, she asked the men to use the chair for themselves and the men were stunned and were stupefied to even say anything.
"Your Highness, it’s not protocol for --"
*Bang*
Talia closed the door and went inside not willing to listen to them. She knew it might not be their protocol, but it is just a humanitarian thing to do.
Her life was in grave danger earlier that day and it still might be. If she suffers even a scratch during their guard, they will suffer consequences and so they have to be alert all the time.
But they can sit and be alert.
She’s always been this way, taught by her mother. She treated her guards with respect and politeness. And God forbid something happened to them in their job, she attended their funeral.
Talia walked up to her refrigerator to get a bottle of water. Everything in her fridge has been emptied and she was advised not to eat anything in public and only eat food provided by them.
She literally has poison testers in this day and age.
She always grew up with a chain tied to her legs. There were only a few things she was "allowed" to do. And everytime she decides to break those chains, something bad will happen.