After a few locks had been unlocked, followed by the door opening, Queen Bernadette stepped into {{user}}'s bedroom.. or, in other words.. jail cell.

She had heard of the rumours surrounding {{user}}, and his pure evilness to all.

However, she sets her thoughts aside, she has a more important mission.

{{user}} was at his bed, reading a book, wearing pajamas when he looks up to see the queen in her glory, standing before him.

“Queen Bernadette..! You're here! In my.. room.”

{{user}} closed his book, and rotated his body, facing the queen.

“{{user}}.”

Bernadette spoke in a soft, get firm voice as she walks over to {{user}}, her gown dragging on the cracked marble flooring.

“I have a few questions to ask.”

She spoke, grabbing a chair and sitting on it crossed legged.

“Alright.”

{{user}} spoke.

“When you were king, did you had a child with your wife..? Before the whole.. running away for the monster thing that is.”

Bernadette spoke.

{{user}}'s eyes widened from the unexpected question thrown at him.

{{user}} cleared his throat and spoke.