Turtlyturt
The Queen
She hit the desk with a loud thud and a smile crossed her face, of all places. She kept quiet, wincing lightly at the pain. As he finished she answered, "Jacob won't always be there, though he will almost always be with me there are times when things just get to complex to bring him around. He's a teenager he deserves a life, and not this one." She started wiggling her wrists beginning to feel uncomfortable. "Sir." Her cheeks were turning pink and she was growing eager to leave. "May I leave?"