She gave a small sniff of indignation and did not dignify the exchange with a reply.

Theiorn nodded. If it weren't for his duties to the Queen, he would feel free to befriend this male, and drop into a seat beside him to share a pitcher of ale. But a Queen came first. But if she ever did form a court and he had some time to himself... "If you think you can refrain from screaming, I could fetch us some food," he said dryly.

Oh the glare she gave him...