(I'll be honest, the lack of guards was just a flaw in my writing. Fixing it now)
"The best thing would be to get me out of here, and for me to address them myself." Markath suggested.
At that point, a squad of Sith Troopers entered that wing of the prison, aiming their weapons at the three of them.
"How good are you in a fight?" Kalla asked Markath.
"I was a Republic Guardsman before I went into politics." The King explained.
"Good." Kalla replied, activating her lightsaber, and preparing to deflect the incoming blaster bolts.