Of course he'd trip over beauty.

Queen, huh? A soft little coo. She'll wait then.

rUDE?

She needs to be held. If only because she's cold.

And maybe because she touchstarved but no one needs to know that.

Are people alive yet? Else she'd just declare the war won and move on.

Are we sure?

She would like to be swept off her feet. Just this once.

She's stealing 𝒥𝒶𝓈𝓀𝒾𝑒𝓇 .

T'is not what it feels like.

She's bored. They shall get in trouble.

They might all be dead.

She will promptly throw an apple in 𝙂𝙖𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙊'𝘿𝙞𝙢𝙢 s direction.

Just testing. Making sure he's the man she remembers. Seems so.

The passage of time is hardly a passage at all when it comes to him. You'd think it'd give him time to re-grow hair. Alas.

Men.

Step One: Meet Powerful Being. Step Two: Call him Bald Step Three: Step Four: Profit.

She can tell. He's always easy to spot. Like a lighthouse in most rooms, reflection and all. Grabbing another apple, wiping it on her sleeve. Though it fits the uncanny alley he keeps walking.