It was an odd arrangement. Julius Ginellevé sat beside the Queen of Clovers, the woman fidgeted as she inched to her King's side. Not strange that she was uncomfortable with the man's presence. The Joker had insisted on this arrangement, that there were three people on the right: The King and Queen of Hearts with the Prime Minister. And for Ginellevé to occupy the seat that was left by the Delegate of Clovers.
Three on each side and somebody in the forefront of it all.
It was probably some kind of hilarious joke to them.
The Knight didn't exactly squirm in his seat—what good would it be to be able to down enemies and tremble at seating a dinner table? Something like this wasn't enough to startle him at all. But he was afraid that the others might take it the wrong way, and perhaps they truly did.
