At the Queen’s question, there was a notable silence, in which I believed that Peter and Laura were gathering genteel strength; checking to ascertain if their earlier decision of keeping me had been right; if I was worth the trouble of going against the queen; if they should have submitted me to the Queen first.
With the shadowed scared look on Laura’s face, I actually said a little prayer for them. I didn't know the punishment for going against a queen’s order, but from the way they were acting, the queen wasn’t all smiles and happiness.
“Peter..??” The Queen called again, darting glances between the couple, wondering what was holding up the answer.
“Well..” She was talking now, deciding not to wait for their input. Bad if you ask me. “She can stay at Laude and …” She was still spe
