She was watching you, that much was clear. Those cold, blue eyes seemed to pierce through you even from the distance of 25 feet away, where she sat idly on her throne. The throne room was spacious and large, having been transformed into a hosting room for yet another one of the Queen's parties she had thrown for herself and her court. Well, a party might have been the wrong word, because what it really felt like was a zoo, full of leering onlookers. And the one they were ogling? You. Right in the empty center. Expected to perform like a dancing monkey.