After Red Dynasty cast her vote, the Sentinel opened the doors and a tall, tanned woman with long dark hair strode in, sparing a quick glance and a raised eyebrow at the Warder, as if confirming her right to be there was a ridiculous thing to ask of someone as who was obviously born to be there. Unlike most of the other women in the room, she wore a tight-fitting dress rather than robes, which--along with her stilettos--was a deep colour of red very similar to that of her tulip. Its length and lack of sleeves displayed the lean muscles in her long, lithe limbs, but her bearing alone radiated confidence and power. Mustang took the empty seat, the closest one belonging the representatives of the younger crops to the Royal Matron's chair, and once again raising her eyebrow as she saw the petals before her, looked around the table and finally addressed Black Diamond. "Have I missed something interesting?" she asked, relaxing back in her chair and crossing her legs.