"Very good. Now, I believe it is time to fulfill your duties. And I have some...business to discuss with your daughter."
Adil raised her brows, the Queen's smile belying all secrets. "May I ask the business you have with my...immature successor?"
"You will know eventually, Lady Adil." The Queen's palm bounced on the puppy's head as Alice groaned. "Sometimes, a successor's decision shouldn't be solely based on our suggestions, and I merely present available options that would benefit you and her. Would you allow it?"
Adil ceased a bile of skepticism in her throat as she sighed out her frustration before bowing and leaving for one of the knight commanders who were handing out free coats and milk in the town centre.
Selene curled up further as she followed her mother's shadow abandoning her, as her gaze, reluctantly, turned around to meet the Queen. "Uh-gre-greetings, your highness."
