Didi stepped into the aisle with notebook and seal raised, and Flint turned before guards could decide to stop her. She walked toward the dais without sparing his retainer a glance, letting the seal carry her claim across the floor.
The seal caught Atheron's attention before the interruption could become an excuse to drag her out.
"This is high council business," Flint pressed the petition against his chest while shifting to block her path, "state yours before the guards haul you back to the gallery."
"Frontier registration, under the same charter you're waving around," she snapped, tilting the seal until its crossed quill and sword faced the throne, "the guild has a statutory interest in an explorer's protection during authorized survey work."
Atheron raised one hand before the nearest guard could reach her shoulder, "Let the registrar present the clause, you asked for a lawful contest, so you can bear hearing the law."
