"So, you're the queen, hmm? Seems a bit much." The prince states, glancing around as he walks next to me. At his words, I am thankful I have my cloak to hide my knuckles turning white from gripping the hilt of my sword. "Yes, and you're the prince? Seems a bit gracious." We stop walking, turning towards the other. "No need to be hostile, your majesty."
"There is every need to be hostile!" I state, throwing my arms in the air. I glare at him, crossing my arms. "If Edmund hadn't told me to show you around, I wouldn't, but at the moment I don't have much of a choice. So if you would be so kind, keep quiet and follow me." Without another word, I spin around on my heels, walking down the hallway. As we walk, several servants, knights, and various creatures smile at me as we walk, and some walk up to ask who my guest might be. We are walking towards the great hall when I hear footsteps coming up behind us. I turn and see Maria, looking both nervous and breathless. "Your majesty... your presence is... Needed in the courtyards." She gets out, leaning up against a wall, trying to catch her breath. I walk up to her, glancing out the window behind her. The snow is still coming down, covering the grounds in a frosty white. Below, a man is knocking over a younger looking boy, making him drop his basket, the contents spilling everywhere. "Why can't everyone just be peaceful about things?" I mutter, turning down the hall way, making my way to the courtyard, twisting and turning down the many corridors of the castle, Maria and Caspian close on my heels.