"Say, Sir Darren. Why don't we trade? Give me this slave and in return you get the gem."
Artemis was stock-still as the Queen continued to examine her body. The slave wanted to know why Darren was thinking about an answer. A 'No' could have ended it in seconds.
"Your highness. I need time to consider."
The Queen let go of Artemis then walked back to her throne, "You have two days to give me the answer I want."
"Yes, Queen Shani."
"You will not leave my domain till then."
Something about the Queen was terrifying. She was pretty and all, but something wasn't right. Artemis couldn't point at what made her so strange.
"Why don't you take a bath? You are both my visitors. The house keepers will see you to the tub," She grinned as she sat back on her seat.
"Follow me, Sir Darren."
Darren and Artemis followed a maid to the grand bath used by visitors the Queen hardly had. It could be said that sometimes, she felt lonely.
