Queen Anne smiled at Damien, a genuine smile that went all the way to her eyes. "I told you. I do not forgive nor forget. I only get even. If the council wants to curtail my powers, I will simply go around them, until I have the opportunity to stake their hearts in the public setting of my choice. With that, the queen swept off, leaving Damien and Vienna just staring.
Vienna turned to the prince once his mother was out of sight and she could think straight again. "Do you think she will let you call off the wedding now?" She tried to suppress her laughter but failed. It was not funny. None of it was funny, yet there she was, confused.
Damien looked at her as though she had sprouted horns on her head. "No, I don't think so," he replied.
She then tried to stop laughing by forcing a cough.
