It's another Faerie party. As queen, my duty is to socialize and keep up appearances. It's, of course, not one of my favorite activities. I try to take it as a political strategy rather than mere courtesy, that always makes it more enjoyable for me. The people have a sort of newfound respect for me now, which is good. I'd much rather be feared than loved. From the corner of my vision, I see someone approaching. I don't recognize this person from previous parties, and wonder what they want.