She was just another plaything they had said, but she knew she was more than that. At the sound of the claim's call, the sovereign had set out, and quietly, the harlot followed, curiousity brimming. She had arrived just after their displays of affection, missed by her amethyst gems as she loooked upon the beast who stood with dominance and pride. "A true king rises today." Hopefully Cat wouldn't mind that she had followed her to the call. The throne surely belonged to him, and the harlot would miss his games. Maybe once she was a free bird again, she'd visit him. This alliance that was already imminent could be the start of an empire. Quietly, she seated herself about five feet away from the queen, watching the male for any challengers.
