From a distance, they could already hear raised voices, but the words were indistinct. It wasn't until Rafael brought Hera closer that the argument became clear.
Still, Hera kept her expression calm, pretending as if she had only just arrived. Instead of reacting to the noise, she turned her gaze toward the captain of her security detail, silently seeking an explanation.
"Young Miss…" The captain of her security detail stood at attention, lips pressed together, his expression caught between awkwardness and faint accomplishment. He had just taught the troublemakers a lesson, yet he couldn't shake the feeling that he'd failed.
The commotion had grown loud enough to reach their Young Miss, forcing her to come out and see for herself. That alone was his mistake; as captain, he should never have allowed her peace to be disturbed.
