"I do not think I can ask for anything more… but if I could become more privy to the things that are bothering, Her Majesty? It would be an honor of mine to hear your woes and travails. It is what a friend would do, and I am not sure how I could be one to the Queen who lacks nothing."
To the Queen who lacks nothing.
What an ubiquitous phrase to be said. How pleasant it must be to rule over a kingdom and have wealth, power and authority? But Rosalyn Lockhart didn't need to focus on the latter words of the man, but on the former. To desire to hear her troubles and woes? Rosalyn Lockhart stared at him for a moment.
A smile curled on her lips.
"So that's how it is?" her tone wasn't kind. Even though it ought to be. Why was she losing her patience? The expression on Nicholas Hatter's face flickered and she forced herself to straighten up.
And yet her temper was only found on logic.
