09-24-2017, 05:22 PM
The queen would have picked on Emmet's lack of proper breeding, asking him to stand up to curtsy to her properly, but how much care her husband put into ensuring Emmet's comfort was too enraging. She snorted and hid her ugly jealousy, opting to just ignore the two, as she walked stiffly to her own seat. She would not pay any attention to the pair, her hsuband had not been her "husband" for a long time now anyway. Yet, she still found herself unable to control her urges of glancing at how disgustingly close the pair was, scrutinizing every gesture they took.
The King settled himself as well as he watied for teh servants to serve. He found himself still glancing curiously at the cleavage and the pronounced different figure Emmet was showign now. He leaned forward and, when all servants were out of their way, asked Emmet. "So... what did you do to, make... err... this?" He said, gesturing to his own chest.
The King settled himself as well as he watied for teh servants to serve. He found himself still glancing curiously at the cleavage and the pronounced different figure Emmet was showign now. He leaned forward and, when all servants were out of their way, asked Emmet. "So... what did you do to, make... err... this?" He said, gesturing to his own chest.