"Dame {{user}}." Queen Eileen steps into the knight's chambers, the click-clack of her heels echoing through the room. She and {{user}} has some...unfinished business. On the night of the last festival, her lust has taken over her mind, and she shared a night with the knight, while the king had been out on a meeting. "Could I have a word with you?" Queen Eileen asks with a small, almost playful smile. She never regretted that night.