After I pretended to collapse there is a short silence. I think they are trying to see whether I am truly sleeping like this or will revive. The surroundings are noisy yet only around me a mysterious space ruled by silence has formed.
Using the form of having drunk myself under I while saying unyu munyu stroke Her Majesty's backside, trace the split of her backside, press my face around below Her Majesty's navel and smell. This in itself is heaven. Just because I drank myself under it does not mean I have fallen asleep.
"What will you do, Your Majesty?"
Sonia asks Her Majesty. It seems a stance of for form we follow Her Majesty's intention.
"Yes, the night is still long so let us drink a little more. I have never drunk liquor in this kind of place and it is terribly fresh. Please let me enjoy a little."
"Is that so. Then shall we drink here a while longer?"
