Cementing Relations

Arabella smiled at Constance's words and thought a moment before resting her hands on the Queen's shoulders and whispering in her ear.

"Infatti, mia regina. Egli è di solito molto più interessante, ma sembra che lui non ha nutrito a sufficienza da un po 'di tempo."
Indeed, my queen. He is usually much more interesting, but it looks like he has not fed enough in quite some time.

She smiled as the Queen turned and kissed her hand before rising. Arabella stepped back and smiled.

As Constance turned to face her, she could not help but smile.

"Mentre mi piacerebbe rimanere e giocare con te, un dolce, devo partecipare ai miei doveri. Dovresti venire. Si fanno sempre tutti così nervosi. E 'divertente per me."
While I would love to stay and play with you, sweet one, I must attend to my duties. You should come. You always make everyone so nervous. It is amusing to me.

Constance offered her hand, smirking.

Arabella smiled and took the Queen's hand, speaking softly.

"Naturalmente. Come la mia regina lo desidera, così sarà."
Of course. As my Queen wishes it, so shall it be.

She could not help but grin as they walked down the hall toward the throne room, whispering like lovers. At the grand gates, they gathered themselves and stepped through to announce their presence. Arabella never got tired of the looks of envy from so many and admiration from the others. She had truly missed this.