Sienna had never seen anyone turn so pale, so quickly. Jacky Twindell looked physically sick under the scrutiny if the royal inspectors. The woman looked around, at the others in the group. Her eyes sought some kind of help, but it didn't come because everyone averted their eyes.
Someone even muttered, "She caused trouble and she wants to pull us in. No way."
The ladies of the council would have shouted denials of Jacky's identity if they could.
"Go on ma'am," One of the royal inspectors growled. "Tell us what the problem is and we will record it in our notes. The queen will personally reach out to you and explain herself."
The manager of the factory wiped sweat from his forehead. Some ladies trembled. The idea of the queen reaching out in person was almost a death sentence. She would reach out with her claws not her voice!
Jacky whimpered, her eyes rolled back and she crumbled to the floor.
