Upon hearing this, Her Majesty the Queen, who had lost her composure, suddenly calmed down. Steading herself, she looked at Ares kneeling before her with his head bowed and let out a soft laugh. "What did you think I was going to do to you, Vice Admiral Ares?"
"I wouldn't dare speculate," Ares answered directly.
Her Majesty the Queen gazed at him. A young, tall male with a cool, detached air. Though at first glance he bore no resemblance to *him*, if she looked closely, she could see his shadow everywhere.
She would never forget the first time she met him. He had been just as clean-cut, exuding that same sense of aloofness and detachment.
