"That's not what's happened here," the dragoness said, stepping away from the wall. "Time for you to listen because I think you need to be hit with the truth, as cold as it might be." She walked around the room at a slow pace, something that always helped her to keep her cool.
She glared at Emilia, a feeling of annoyance growing towards the woman. "When a king goes missing, the royal court would look to his heir or a family loyal to the throne. Unfortunately for you, you have no heir, nor a loyal follower. Your kingdom has fallen, Miss Black-Hearth, and when a kingdom falls, it's free reign."
Idryth stopped, ridding herself of the glare and blinking away the reptilian eyes. "I would be more than happy to stand by you still, but I won't lower myself to be your servant. Would a queen throw away the only one left who is loyal to her because of something as petty as a bath?"