"I'm going in to talk to her," said Jaro.
"Are you crazy?" cried Joan in alarm. She tugged at him arm, but he was
already pulling back the secret entrance.
* * * * *
The queen had her back to them. Jaro closed the entrance, coughed
discreetly. The girl spun around, her hand to her mouth.
"How should I address her?" He whispered over his shoulder.
"I don't think you need bother with formalities," observed Joan in a
bitter voice, "not after your entrance."