The queen mulled the offer over.
No matter how hard she thought on it, she was unable to come up with what question he would ask. But that was alright. She didn't really care about the question itself; she was just itching for a fight. That was why she had been so happy to take to become the queen - she was ready for whatever conflict would lay ahead of her.
Her smile grew ever so slightly.
Tiberius would be the perfect warm-up.
"I accept your challenge," she said. She thought for a moment. She did need information on the intruders. And while the queen was perfectly capable of getting that information herself, someone like Tiberius could give her a good chunk of it.
Because even though a fight would be fun, she did have a job she needed to do.
"On one condition," she said, drawing out her sword. "If I win, you do the same for me. I could order you to do, since I am your queen, but I think this would be a little more fun than that. Don't you?"
"Should we stop her?" one of the guards whispered in the background.
Another one shook his head. "We don't get paid enough for that."
The queen, hearing their comments, glanced back. Both quickly fell quiet.
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