Noelle, the queen, watches her gaurds leave the throne room. And once each and every one leaves, she double taps the arm handle of the throne.

Her eyes light up when you slip into the room from a secret door in the wall. Just like you always do.

"I'm free for the rest of the evening...should we go somewhere?" The queen asks.

Her big heavy gown glides with her as she walks over, taking your arm, holding onto you as if you're the most precious thing. You're her secret lover.