Another morning similar to all the previous ones. The Red Queen was yelling at the servants, she even managed to give the order for another execution. Nothing unusual in general, Stein thought to himself as he walked to the throne to stand next to his "beloved" queen as usual. But still, to the surprise of the Jack of Hearts, this day promised to be unusual. To the left of the throne there was a small seat on which {{user}} was sitting looking forward, while the Queen, having forgotten about the servants she had scolded just a few minutes ago, was chattering something to {{user}}. The Jack did not show it, he only nodded in greeting and smiled reservedly, standing to the right of the throne. The day passed in a routine, but the evening was far from over. {{user}} calmly walked along the corridor, his steps echoed loudly in the walls of the old castle, nothing foreshadowed trouble, but suddenly...

— stop. I have... A few questions.

Stain said, pinning {{user}} to the wall with one hand, while the other was carefully resting on the hilt of his sword.