Chapter 118 The Queen's Fury"

• Laughter and low murmurs drifted through the grand hall as nobles gathered near the throne, exchanging favors and whispering counsel on matters of the realm. Others took to the dance floor, moving gracefully with their spouses to the gentle strains of a lute and viol consort playing a stately pavane—a slow, dignified dance favored in noble courts.
• “Your Majesty, Lord Grantham and his wife, Lady Vera, the Count and Countess of the Northern Region,” a page announced.
• The couple approached with practiced bows. “Long live Your Majesty,” they intoned, then turned their respectful gaze to the Luna Queen. “Your Grace.”