Claire didn't know she'd be apart of meeting a queen. Like, a full on, ruler of her land, crown on her head, sitting on a throne, kind of queen. Has armies kneeling at her feet, kind of queen.

And she REALLY didn't think she'd be sharing dinner with the queen. Or dessert.

And she especially did not think she'd been escorted to the Queen's bedroom, privately. Now she stood, watching you. She didn't know why you brought her here, but god, did she want to know.