SCOTLAND
Drigo walked inside the Queen's study without even knocking. He strode towards his mother who was enjoying the view.
"Did you come for some tea?" Margery muttered before Drigo could even say anything. ''Take a seat and join me."
"Is it true?" he asked. "Did you invite Matthew's witch?"
"Did you just barge inside my study without showing proper etiquette because of a single witch?" Scorn flashed on the Queen's face.
"I— "
"Is this the conduct of the upcoming crown prince?" Slowly, Margery looked at her son. "I don't want you to do this again."
"Yes, mother."
Margery smiled. "So? What did you want to talk about?"
Drigo took a seat. He looked at the various confectioner in front of his mother and sighed.
"Why invite that witch?"
"Do I sense fear?" Margery countered.
"I don't fear that woman. I just don't think this is the right time to invite her and have her join the coronation."
