Unless the Queen was attending the court room officially, she would usually take the backseat on the balcony above the thrones.
That was where his aunt had taken me and had answered the question whether or not I would be playing an active role in tonight's court.
I wasn't.
I was a mere spectator along with many others, until the king asked for my opinion. Not as the Queen, since I was not titled as one but as a mere spectator only.
Chiara sat with me but everyone knew who I was. I could feel the stare of everyone on me. Even glares.
Since I had been doing this for a long period of time, it was easy to ignore them. It was easy to think that they never existed.
"Try not to speak," Chiara whispered in my ear, "we can easily hear it and it is distracting in court."
"What if you have something to say?" I asked, because usually you just ask or talk with the next person since humans could not hear what was going on most of the time.