They walked into the building and the Doctor paused looking around as though he recognised the place.
"Hang on, isn't this-?" He was cut short by a man in a smart red uniform walking up to them.
"Welcome to Buckingham Palace," he said cheerfully. "Do you have an appointment?"
"Umm, yeah," the Doctor fished out the psychic paper and showed it to the man who beamed at them.
"This way, your majesties," he said bowing and leading them through a door. "The King has been expecting you."
"Has he?" The Doctor glanced at Rose who looked just as surprised and he shrugged following the young man down a corridor. He leant close to Rose to whisper in her ear. "Wonder how he can have been expecting us when we don't exist in this time frame, not officially."
Rose shivered. Something about the situation was slightly odd. Of course the Doctor's breath on the back of her neck gave her something else to concentrate on.
They were led into a large hall where a very thin man swamped by his royal cloak sat in a throne watching them with dark eyes. Rose shivered again when she saw the pale complexion and almost black eyes. They seemed familiar, though she couldn't think where she'd seen them before.
"That is all," the man on the throne said in a strangely high voice. "Thank you."
The man in the red uniform who'd showed the Doctor and Rose in bowed and left, leaving the Doctor and Rose to approach. Rose was unsure of how to act, the last time she'd met royalty she'd been wearing dungarees, which had meant for the eighteen hundreds she was practically naked. At least this time she was wearing full length clothes.
"Rose Tyler and the Doctor," the man on the throne said softly, their names rolling off his tongue.
The Doctor knew it was bad just from that. The psychic paper had given the man who'd bought them here fake names and if someone knew their real names then it wasn't good.
"You don't remember me do you?" Asked the man as Rose and the Doctor took a few steps closer. "I was in a different form the last time we met."
Rose frowned and glanced at the Doctor confused. They'd met him before? In a different form?
"Maybe you'll remember this human child," the man said his voice almost simpering, in a slightly scary way. "The last time we saw each other I told you, you had something of the wolf about you."
Rose stared wide eyed. It was the were-wolf. The last time they'd met in Scotland he had seen the Bad Wolf side of Rose and told her all about his plans for the empire of the wolf.
The Doctor too seemed to catch on seeing the look of recognition on Rose's face. He squeezed her hand gently to let her know he was still there for her.
"You," Rose breathed almost inaudibly.
"Yes, me," the man smiled, his dark eyes shinning. "I survived, one cell, passed down the royal bloodline. It took longer than expected to reform as my full self. But now I am ready and I only require one more thing before the empire of the wolf will become a reality."
"And what's that?" The Doctor asked questioningly and hoping that tonight wasn't the full moon. He could take on the were-wolf in its human form, but if it transformed they were in trouble. Of course knowing his luck it was almost certainly the full moon.
"A queen," the man said his eyes darting to Rose, who shuddered under his intense gaze.
"Really?" The Doctor said pulling Rose closer protectively. "And why exactly do you need Rose?"
"She already has the wolf about her, power beyond that of any other being, even that of yourself, Doctor," the man replied his eyes raking over Rose making her feel like a piece of meat. "With that power the lycanthropies would be able to over turn this world with ease."
"Well that's nice," the Doctor said his voice sounding dangerous. "But you're not taking Rose."
The man's eyes darted back to the Doctor, staring at him as though he were talking nonsense.
"But it is not your choice, Time Lord," he said. "Because Rose Tyler will hand herself over."
"No I won't," Rose replied her grip on the Doctor tightening.
"I spent years, controlling the nanites over time, sending all the messages, leading you here," the man whispered. "You don't seriously think I'm about to let you walk out from right underneath my nose, do you?"
Neither Rose nor the Doctor noticed two men coming up behind them. It wasn't until the Doctor was wrenched from her grasp that Rose realised what had happened.
"I'd like you to meet my sons," the man in the throne said smiling, his yellow teeth showing.
"If you've got kids, why do you need me?" Rose asked as the two men held the struggling Doctor seemingly effortlessly. "Surely their mother is the queen. What happened to her?"
"We ate her," one of the men holding the Doctor said, licking his lips.
"Is that hat you're going to do to me when you're finished with me?" Rose asked nervously.
"Of course not," the man in the throne said. "You will become one of us and then together we shall create a pure wolf."
"You've got to be kidding if you think I'm becoming a were-wolf and having another kid for you," Rose scoffed backing away.
"If you do not comply then we shall kill the Time Lord," the man replied.
Rose looked at the Doctor held by the two men. He was shaking his head, desperately trying to get Rose to refuse. If she handed herself over they were in trouble. But Rose couldn't just let them take the man she loved.