Book Four: Chapter 201

One night, when everyone was at dinner, the queen picked up a fork and inspected it. “Why bother with this?” she asked.

“I’m trying to make a point,” he replied between mouthfuls of roast beef.

“Not what you’re doing here. I mean this meal. We are in the Dreamscape, you do not require sustenance here.”

“It’s nice to sit down as a family,” Sofia replied. “Don’t be a bitch about it.”

Mike thought that the queen was going to be angry, but a small smile crossed her lips.

“Like a tradition,” she mused, and then became quiet for the remainder of the meal.

The next morning, when he got up, he noticed that the queen had finally removed her armor, and wore an intricately decorated dress and carried a staff made of wood that had been braided into shape. She was outside at the fountain, speaking in detail with Naia, and once the afternoon came, she went for another flight with Abella.

His plan was working, and this was the most relaxed that he had felt