[POV: Solenne]
As promised, Solenne made sure that Ruvan was on time for the meeting. They had even arrived at the throne room early to get settled.
When they stepped into the hall, Ruvan went straight to his throne and sat. Solenne followed behind quietly, moving to stand on his right side as was custom for royalty (from what she read in books, anyway).
Ruvan narrowed his eyes and glanced at her, "You are standing."
Solenne raised a brow and nodded. Why would he state the obvious?
"Don't." He commanded, his tone final. The Alpha then held his hand out to her, which she took, knowing she had no other choice.
Ruvan carefully led her to the front of his throne, then stared at her expectantly. "What are you waiting for? Sit on my lap."
