Meeting The Queen IV

I didn't know how long I stood at the same spot, just beside the entrance door, staring at the wall where Queen Aliana had just passed through, but when a resounding knock on the door reverberated through my ears, I was brought to attention to my environment again.

“My Queen, can I come in?” I heard from the other side, and half expected the Queen to appear again through the wall, but my hopes were dashed; she didn’t appear.

As the entrance door was opened, the former girl that had ushered us in, peeped into the room, a bit stunned—when her nose almost touched my cloth—at how close I was to the door. Behind her were Laura and Peter. They had been waiting all this while.

How long had I stood staring at that wall? I didn’t know. I didn’t know either when I opened my mouth and asked the girl the first thing that rang in my mind.

“How did she do that?” I asked, pointing at the wall. Now, Peter and Laura had stepped into the room.

“Who is the she?” The clerk asked, her eyes furrowed,