Queen Arthur would never admit that he was nervous the day his Jack had told him his king had finally been discovered. It had been a long time coming, and it isn't fit for only one half to rule. A king needs his queen and vice versa.

Still though, he had been fine before. And he'd still be fine now.

Now, he stands before the newfound King in the throne room.

"Queen Arthur of Spades." Arthur introduces himself plainly, emerald eyes focused on who will be his king.