Queen Violeta arrived at the dining hall with her ladies-in-waiting trailing after her like chicks to their mother, not long after Caius sat down. She walked through the doors and the servants bowed. Rylen and Leopold stood up to receive her.
"Good morning, Your Majesty," they both said in unison, whereas Caius didn't even glance at his mother.
He kept his gaze straight, their eyes only meeting when she sat in her seat. Caius expected her to say something, but surprisingly, she kept mum as she dug into her meal.
Lord Leopold chatted away, with Caius or Rylen occasionally answering his questions, which were pretty much repetitive. Caius didn't mind; the sound of the Lord speaking made it easier to drown out his mother's glare.
He was certain she was pissed, just as he was surprised she had given in so quickly. It made him a little suspicious, but he doubted she could try anything he couldn't counter.
