Kreyu is doing her very best 'just a fancy cat' act, and it seems to pass muster. The guards never even really LOOK at Xenophon, dismissing him as of no importance whatsoever.

"Of course, Sir," one of the guards says after he glances at the other. The other guard moves aside and the one who spoke moves to escort them into the villa. "He will be pleased to meet with you as soon as possible."

Indeed, a slave is already running to 'fetch' Cylon, Skellig can hear his racing footsteps.