(From Evan's Perspective)
"Queen Blue looks tired," Queen Laetitia stated as soon as Blue entered the meeting room. She was seated beside me. It was still hard for me to get used to the strong perfume she used. It had already caused me a bad headache. I pitied my luck.
"The Queen of Querencia has to deal with a lot of things, thanks to our fellow rulers," I said.
She flipped her shiny black hair, her mismatched eyes playful as she watched the head priest of Ataraxia.
"Pious men make me nauseous. They do not know when to keep their mouth shut," she sneered.
"But we do. And maybe it is that time," I said. "There are ears everywhere, Queen of Lacuna."
