"So you've encountered this guy when you—"
It was almost ridiculous to imagine that the Queen of Hearts' most private of chambers had now been trespassed by more than one man—and yet that was how she stumbled upon it. When Rosalyn Lockhart flung the doors, a man landed face-first into the floor and quickly grimaced.
But before she could cry out in shock, the sight of the two men in particular made her stop.
"Ah, Your Majesty of Hearts." Chesire waved at her, not exactly floating in air this time and instead gave a grin. Almost sheepish at getting caught in this room with two other idiots.
Nicholas Hatter lost his voice, but only smiled thinly at her and inclined his head. "Your Majesty of Hearts."
