The Queen of Hearts quickly fixed her sleeve to conceal her dagger as the hues of pink shone across the corridor as someone approached them. This was the appearance of a certain young woman who cheerfully called her out by simply her name before realizing her station and fixing it at the last minute.
If she had been called by her name in front of another Royal—then she might have had to lacerated their tongue for it.
Rosalyn Lockhart tried to fight the urge to lay a hand on her forehead. It wasn't only His Majesty or the other Queen counterparts that brought her a headache, she had almost forgotten about this dear woman. But on the plus side, she had at least managed to evade the situation where she had to lie to the King of Spades or awkwardly tell the truth of her absence.
Catherine Duke curtsied in front of them, "My greetings to His Majesty of Spades and Her Majesty of Hearts. This servant of the Hearts greets you."
