happy birthday to you

WESSEX after all is said and done you're just a carnivore let you in and drink my blood you're nothing but a monster Whoops. Maybe that wasn’t the best thing to say, because it wasn’t a pleasant surprise to find out this jackass of a King had Rex’s folks beheaded and then used her for his own political gain. Hopefully she can forgive Wessex for that little assumption. Back to the decorating part of this chat. The Queen nods thoughtfully, liking the ideas of calm colors and wildflowers. “Could we do a light and dark contrast? A, um… neutral top and dark green base somewhere? I think the dark green would go well against the darker wood.” And then there’s a pause as she pushes back whatever clothing she might be wearing that day to reveal a dragon coiled around her bicep. She’s never mentioned it before (becaues Astor forgot it existed until now) but it was the only thing the Voice left on her when she took the rest of her scars away. “Is this too intimidating for a… crest of sorts?”