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My, my, hasn't someone been wicked?

[A creepy nearby creeping spy is amused by this, and stifles a laugh.

David would totally be amused if he was there, too.]

Such dangerous games. Royalty should know better.

[He'll lurk here a while, idly balancing juggling balls on his fingertips.]

[The spy agees completely. They really should.

but David thinks they all need a lesson, and a lesson is what he'll give them.]

[What is she doing in the throne room? Only Rachel knows. But the sight of the blood-stained carpet first earns a soft gasp of horror as it takes her back to the night of the masquerade, but almost immediately afterwards inspires a small smirk as she realizes what this must mean.

A low murmur, mostly to herself.] "The crownless again shall be King."

[A discreet four on one side of the room gives her a small bow.]

[She smirks even more broadly at the sight and tips her head in the direction of the Four.]

I hope all goes well for you.

[To the innocent bystander it could merely be a civil comment from the Queen to the Four, something meant to be talking of the Suit in general. But in truth she is relaying a message of some goodwill to the King the Four calls master.]

My lady is very kind.

[The murmured answer is that of a polite servant, but the message would be passed along.]

[A barely-repressed snort at the thought of a kind Athena is hidden as she takes a glance towards the blood-stained carpet again.]

I am certain she is, to all those who find her favor.

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[XD It's almost time, dearie. He's gonna make a comeback the like he never been seen before~]