Milady, the preparations are set," Selina notified her superior.

"Very well. These traditions get so tiring, Selina. Why must I prove myself the ruler when it's so clear?" The Queen drawled and stood with a yawn. Her robes strained around her incredible endowment, showing all her right to rule. Selina looked away out of respect, despite her own much lesser member reacting to the sight. Her majesty noticed the slight raise in the servant's lower body and smirked knowingly.