QUEEN stood in front of her vanity, meticulously applying a light layer of foundation. The morning sun gleamed through the large windows of her Dad's penthouse, illuminating her perfectly arranged collection of high-end beauty products. Today wasn't just any other day, this was her moment to start up things properly with Oswald, and this time, she intended to meet him at home.

It was a weekend, so there were no excuses. She was certain he would be at his mansion, and if he wasn't, she would make sure he knew how serious she was about them. With a soft smile, she patted a bit of gloss on her lips, admiring...