Queen Tauriel twirled the blouse in front of her and then gazed at her soon suspiciously. "Gareth.."
"Yes.."
"This is a woman's blouse is it not?" The beautiful woman repeated her question.
The handsome elf pursed his lips together and and quickly averted his mother's gaze. He didn't want to put Melissa in trouble especially considering the fact that the queen was already not too fond of her to begin with. But how? How was he going to get himself out of this situation?
Gareth had thought of lying that the shirt was his but not even his hand could fit in those tiny little sleeves.
"I um..."
Before the prince could fully fabricate his lie, his door swung open and Ronda walked into the room. The woman's brown eyes fell on the blouse in the queen's hands and her face was immediately painted with dread.
"Your majesty.." Ronda spoke shakily with a curtsy, "please forgive me your majesty but I forgot some of my clothing here."