Queen Consort Victoria facepalmed mentally as she watched Andre kiss the top of Queen Maeve's palm and she flushed red. By the gods, he would be the death of her. Victoria knew Andre had an easygoing nature and was beloved by most Fae, but her majesty Maeve was obviously not in the best of mood and she didn't want the frustration to be taken out on her son. Like everyone else, she too was protective of her son.
But to her surprise, Queen Maeve burst into laughter as Andre flattered her and she relaxed. Of course, the summer Queen loved attention, and right now, Andre was singing her praises.
Realizing nothing was going to happen, Victoria pulled her seat and sat down, leaving Andre's spot alone knowing he would come back for it. She looked across the room, taking notice of the presence of crown Prince Valerie and the spring Prince Theodore.
