"Remain alert and on guard," A firm, yet authoritative female voice commanded. "Do not enter my chambers, no matter what, is that clear?"
"Yes, Your Majesty."
A diminutive lady closed the large, extravagant doors to her personal quarters as two powerful guards took their place at either side outside. One was a tekvore with a crystalline outer skin, while the other was a tiger woman with striped orange fur and lethal claws at her hands and feet.
The moment the doors closed, however, the short woman heaved a deep breath of exhaustion, as she slouched, her hands still holding the handles of the doors to her chambers.
Her personal quarters were armed with powerful anti-espionage Faraday cages running through the walls, disrupting even powerful attempts to spy on her while she was within. It was perhaps the only place where she could put down the projected imperial mask of an Empress and simply be herself.
