Watching Her Majesty tiptoe around Aria is hilarious. Her intent is clear, yet she knows she not allowed to lay a hand on her. Aria is scared shitless. She can feel the hostility towards her from everyone. As the days go on her lack of sleep is evident. She looks tired. I was there a few days ago. I know what it feels like to feel unsafe somewhere. A place that you can't leave. She walked into the kitchen and froze when we all looked up at her.
"Stop," I called after her when she walked away. She paused for a second before she turned to look at us. "Come have breakfast,"
"Pass,"
"No one is going to harm you. I gave the order myself. We're all stuck in this situation. So until we fix the problem, you're going to be staying here. Sit and have breakfast with us. I'm sure
