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She nodded, glancing up at him. "Yes. I'm sorry about your ring."
"You may, but keep your distance," she instructed. "You and he shouldn't be in the same cell."
Her smile faded almost instantly, a rare thing for her. Instead, she looked up at him, pulling up her hood. "You must be relieved."
The queen eyed him carefully before stepping back. "Take him down to the cells, but do get him medical attention," she said, looking up at the...
She passed the map to Zerras and gave the goblin a small smile. "Pleasure doing business with you, sir."
The Queen frowned, tilting her head. "Let me see him." "Your Majesty, you shouldn't get too close," Puck said roughly. "He's dangerous." "He's...
"Uhm... okay..." She bit her lip, trying to determine how secretive she should be before speaking tentatively, pulling the cloak tighter around...
The Queen spoke up, her eyes also on the body. "Is that the prisoner?"
She fell silent, looking at him for a moment before looking back down at the goblin. "And you said a truth and a lie, correct? And it doesn't...
The army began to trickle in. She would see Puck first, his white hair red in some places from blood as he limped into the war room. Behind him...
She looked up at him in surprise, her hand on his arm. "Z..."
"Puck had his commands," the Queen said gently as the messenger went to go rest. "I doubt he would disobey them."
She considered this again before steadying her bag on her knee, looking through it. "The oldest thing I have... let me think..." She paused...
The Queen's brow furrowed. "Why not?"
She blinked in surprise, tilting her head curiously. "Really? Any specific type of truth and a lie?"
"Even that is not conclusive," she said with a small sigh. "I am sorry, Calliope, but you understand that we need to be thorough."
She gave him a playful grin, tilting her head. "Perhaps. What are you asking for it?"
The Queen looked down at Calliope, frowning. "Take heart. It sounds as if he was good after all."
Her eyes widened and she leaned forward in intrigue, resting her head on her hand. "What kind of monsters?"
"They're returning with the wounded," the messenger said sheepishly. "They should be home within the hour. I'm sorry; that's all I have on the...
