Rocbouquet stalked through the hallways, report in hand. Honestly, it had not been difficult to get the information needed.
She breezed past a pair of guards and only pulled in her wings to clear the door-frame of Zenon's office. Once inside, she fluffed them out again and stared at Zenon.
"Got everything you need," she said, holding out her report and smiling. She slowly crossed the room before settling on the edge of Zenon's desk, legs crossed, with her report in Zenon's hands.
She didn't need to charm him.
Only that empire over there for him.
And she'd done well.