Queen
“She is still royalty, Leda.”
“I suppose – I'll address her like human royalty then? ‘Her Highness’? At least until she tells me to address her otherwise?”
He smiled at me; green eyes full on twinkling.
“That seems an acceptable compromise.”
The ‘meeting’ was an absolute shit show! Queen Carlotta is a spoiled brat and nothing more. At first, I thought perhaps she was a kindred spirit – a woman trying to make her way in a man’s world – but she’s just a brat, shouting about how she’s the brightest, most special little star without any substance to back it up.