Togomor is in fact near Queen Ileosa.

Queen Ileosa... seems to Cressida sick and aghast and terribly young.

And Cressida wasn't thinking of Ileosa at all.

She entirely ceased to, the moment that "Asmodeans" as a bloc seemed threatening.

Ileosa doesn't know how to feel. She wasn't - isn't? - open to becoming a cleric, because where would the profit in it be for her? She had her Wisdom tested when she was younger, and while she flatters herself that it's improved since then, realistically she'll never cast an orison without one hell of a headband. 

But she'd be able to channel. And Asmodeus is choosing people less qualified than she is. As a good Asmodean, should she offer Him her services?

She should, shouldn't she? 

...But she doesn't want to.

In the end, she's going with her gut. And her gut says not to deal with a devil unless it's inside a circle that she's outside of and is signing its name on her paper and her dad is there and she's at least twenty-five years old (with the exception of imps and lemures in her father's employ so she can practice on them).

Wait, no, fuck you, that's not what her gut says. What's she going to learn in six years that'll magically change anything? Stupid old man. Her gut says that she'll consort with devils at nineteen if she wants to!

But she doesn't want to. 

So, she won't.

Ileosa wears a ring and can't have her alignment detected (if adding a cleric's faint evil aura would even make a change from yesterday), and so Kroft doesn't know whether Ileosa's made any offers or been taken up on them.

She wants to ask Ileosa if she feels alright but the two of them aren't close. 

Does Ileosa want a paladin bodyguard?

Why on the face of Golarion would Ileosa want that?

Because they can fight and also might make you look like less of an attractive target and also they can keep you and I on the same page. 

You mean, keep us on your page.

I don't want your paladin.

Yes, Ileosa, my page, and here's what's written on it.

These people are afraid of Hell and Its church. They see it as a threat, they see it as a growing one, and they see you as part of it. These people are drawing battle lines and they aim to spill your blood.

I'm going to have to ask you not to loom threateningly over my Queen, Sergeant.

If Cressida Kroft wants to roll Intimidate, she can easily coerce Ilseosa into obeying her for 1d6 x 10 minutes. Kroft would still make that check if she rolled a negative four on the d20, rather than the sixteen which she did in fact roll.

Do you know what else she could have Coerced with sixteen plus modifiers? Because it certainly isn't your standard issue Balor - she'd need a whole +1 circumstance bonus for that.

(Wrong, false, and stupid. She'd also need enlarge person, because otherwise the Balor is bigger than her and she takes -4 on Intimidate checks against it.)

(...Does Sabina's archetype of fighter keep Bravery?)

Achievement Unlocked: Royal Disrespect! 

Lose your cool with the sitting monarch for the first time in fifteen years of faithful service.

Achievement Unlocked: Your Ass Is Grass! 

Tell the sitting monarch that it's your way or the highway for the first time in fifteen years of faithful service. 

Achievement Unlocked: You Do Know That After the Intimidate Expires, the Target's Attitude Drops to Unfriendly, Right?

Less of an achievement and more of a question.

Achievement Unlocked: Kick a Dog, Why Don't You?

Terrify a little girl who might have just made the biggest mistake of her life and is probably going to Hell.

Achievement Unlocked: You're Not Her Mom.

It's true, you're not.

Oh, gods, I'm sorry for snapping at you.

I don't want you to be afraid of me, it's the last thing that you need right now with everything else on your plate.

Anyway, I'm worried about sectarian violence because a shadow could get loose. Are you sure you don't want the paladin? 

What are my options when it comes to paladin bodyguards? Are any of them cute?

You could have this quietly professional (if somewhat of a fuddy duddy) middle-aged married man who I know from work, or this quietly professional (if somewhat fuddy duddy) middle-aged married man who I know from work. 

(They're the same quietly professional if somewhat fuddy duddy middle-aged married man who she knows from work.)

I don't think that you quite grasp how I make my hiring decisions.

That's possible.

But unlikely.

Now, if she could have a word with Togomor?

Of course, officer!

She may have as many words as several.