"Hmm? Where's your so-called Queen? Why hasn't she come to meet me in person!"
Looking at the group in front of her, decked out in various military garb yet clearly none being the Queen of the Free Kingdom, Sister Jier's eyebrows all but shot up, chastising them with no concern for their dignity.
Why are we so sure that Queen Gotaque isn't among these people—I can only say, if any of these oddballs turned out to be Her Majesty, my view of the world would've definitely crumbled.
"Don't mind her," I waved my hand and shoved Sister Jier to the back, "She's our babysitter here—but she's right, where's your Queen? She's been absent thus far, and now she still doesn't show up at this crucial moment, doesn't it seem a bit insincere?"
