Alpha Lennox's point of view
"Where were you off to?" I asked her after the man had walked away, the few guards remaining were already on their way back to wherever they came from.
"To pick you." She answered and turned away from me.
"Well, here I am," I answered, spreading my hands wide in front of her.
"Not like this." She said, her hands rippling through her dress.
"And what are your intentions?" I asked, dropping my hand on her shoulders, she shrugged them off and moved a bit away from me.
"I was told to change into something presentable before escorting you to the common ground." She answered and began walking away, I followed as well, the direction we followed showed she was walking home.
"Home it is then," I said as we walked in tow, she, in front, I, in the middle, and Osmon
