Queen WEM I
Queen WEM Wem descended the steps of the international state house with care. The stone steps were slippery with toxic rain. It was clear out now, brilliant stars that seemed too close winking from patches of the sky, the gray sky. Even at night the grayness remained. A man approached and her guard tightened their formation around her. "Your Majesty-- her head of security queried asking if she knew the man, if he should be allowed to approach in that simple sounding query. she knew without looking that his hand was on his weapon. She stopped walking, both signaling The stranger would be allowed to approach and halting his progress with her action. He would never make it past the guards leading her party. Awkward with the realization that he was being held at bay by armed guards--Wem noted that he was quick to recover and smiled at her, a self assured smile that almost made her want to smile back. "What is the nature of your business Mr.__? " "Jaquar