When Queen Pirouette smiled, the effect was like a warm summer breeze scented with honeysuckle caressing your cheek. On the other hand, when she frowned, it was like a gelid wind blowing down from the Arctic, leaving recipients shivering in its wake. Unfortunately for the delegation standing before her throne, she was angry and not trying to hide it. She wasn’t just frowning. She was scowling.
“How dare you approach me with hat in hand after what you did!” She growled through gritted teeth.