"Elizabeth Jonathan."
There was silence as the Queen and Nathan stared at Joanne as if she had grown two heads. What had Elizabeth got to do with any of these? She was just their cook, the Queen thought. She didn't understand. Was her meals going to make her mate better? She doubted it. The thought of it sounded stupid.
"Elizabeth?" It was Nathaniel that broke the silence. He needed to know for himself too, why Joanne called her name. It was too ambiguous for him to understand. Which aspect will she help them with?
"Yes. Elizabeth Jonathan. Your cook, my Queen." She directed at the queen before turning to Nathan, with a soft smile on her face. "Your female."
The atmosphere was thick with an uncomfortable silence. Nathan wasn't sure of how to go about this. He controlled his urge to
