She digested this information best she could as she sat there. She didn't look up at him. Fae were real and obviously something bad was going down. She just had no idea what and why it even involved her safety. Her best friend was acting like a complete stranger. He had a dagger in his hand! Wait...he is giving the dagger to the Princess. She didn't want to take it at first and glared up at him. Yet he insisted so she took it and put it on the bed. "What does this even have to do with [i]me[/i]!" She snapped as he left. She groaned and laid back on the bed.

Meanwhile, the Queen sat in the room she had found herself in and cried. She had managed to calm herself down after a little while. For a long time she had been able to sheath her love for Cirro and hide it away deep inside herself. Sometimes the old feelings would come back when watching her daughter play or when having conversations with the young Princess. Other than that she made sure to never think of him for to long. Otherwise she would sit there for hours and wonder what he was doing. She would drive herself crazy and eventually she'd need to go investigate herself. She'd convince herself everything would be okay if she sought him out. Now she knew exactly what had happened to him. He had died at the hands of a rebellion. 

The information had crushed her. So there she sat with tear lines down her face as she mourned her lost love. Maybe they could have ran away together when Laura found out she was pregnant. She had no idea. It was to late to wonder. She stuck her head out in the hallway and saw Aeden walking. He was likely looking for her. She slipped out quietly and grabbed him before returning to the room. "Where is Genevieve? She is safe, correct?" She asked sternly.