Royal Flush

Wessex nods. “It’s not a great term. but it is accurate. Might as well me Despised, so I take your point -” She’s about to suggest an alternative when Ronin slinks in. Her gaze narrows, suspiciously, believing only half of what he’s saying. She can see the silver-haired guy succumbing to pressure from a very unhappy group, but that doesn’t make Ronin King. She snorts. “You had a chance. Didn’t want it. So. No. Unless Edy agrees with you and makes it two out of three.” Looking to her fellow Queen, she waits with a patient expression, sitting on the simple phrase,fuck off. WESSEX come, you spirits that tend on mortal thoughts unsex me here