The Queen arrived along with Lyra.... Lyra stepped in first, her head slightly bowed as she was still caught between excitement and nervousness. The Queen followed, her presence commanding as always, her long robe trailing behind her. Piper and Chloe, who had been waiting in the grand foyer, dropped into respectful bows.
"Your Grace," Piper said firmly, rising after the bow, "we did not dare touch him again until you had seen it for yourself. The result was… unlike anything I have ever known."
The Queen's gaze shifted toward Ian, who stood awkwardly by the side, still slightly annoyed at being treated like a curiosity. "You dare to tell me such an outrageous thing," she said coolly, her voice carrying no emotion. "Lyra claims the same. Now I will see it with my own eyes."
