Hushed Willows your arms full of lullabies, orchids and wine

He was a friendly fellow, Orlaith thought. He didn't carry any aggression, but his body language didn't carry submission either, more of just a friendly puppy, she thought. It was amusing, "Follow my orders," she said, an arrogant smile with an arrogant posture. Honestly that was the only rule she thought to give guards, is to be obedient toward her an Lumiya.

Oh, and probably, "guard borders. Keep intruders away."