She’d stood up as the instruction to move to the front was made, walking up there with as much queenliness as possible. Just because she was short didn’t mean she couldn’t be royal. It didn’t mean she couldn’t be proper. Oh, and there was Hady looking around, kind of looking lost. “We can work together, Hady,” she said, stopping next to her fellow second year snake. She already knew they could work together well anyhow. All that was left was finding out what they needed the partners for in the first place. She hoped she wasn’t going to have to deliver mail. If so, she was going to conscript her cat into doing it for her, since she hadn’t gotten her gyrfalcon yet. Soon.