Come On In..

[darkest_queen]

Who: The Queen, OPEN
Where: The heart of The Shadowlands, in her palace.
When: Sometime after the Jonathan Crane plot, at the point where most of the Northernmost "continent" above where the Shadowlands was orginally phased has become her territory.
Summary: Since so much territory is now under control and since her previous council were of no aid

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[darkest_queen]

The Queen eyed this one a little intensely than the last. When she had come full circle she faced him at her full height, her radiance even more evident now. Her sepia coloured skin shimmering in the low light. She did indeed look the part for a Queen, but you weren't a Queen just because you looked nice. It was how you held yourself in the presence of others, how you acted and reacted, how people thought of you was even an important aspect.

She did not that, at this point, that Nelo Angelo had any respect for her in general because he held himself as she held herself with an air of self righteousness. Yes, he was being respectful in answering her questions but more in the way a soldier would answer his commander. Not because he wanted to, but because he must.

"And why are you here, Nelo Angelo? You do not look as if you would require anything of me." She tilted her head. "Or is it that you believe I might require something of you." The question itself was redundant and dumb. She knew he was answering to the posted she placed in the city. She was, rather, curious as to his response.