The hating game

Athos watched his Queen try and fail at the simplest things. He couldn't decipher what had become of her. Perhaps it was because she had been unproductive for the longest in her life. 

Either that or Frey and her fight was distracting her. During their duel earlier she had been completely composed and had concentrated. He shook his head. At least she was happy for once in her life. More happy than she was with Urban. 

Roma picked her up and slammed her body into the ground for the nth time making Athos wince. This was enough, he thought. Argus had disappeared somewhere after Roma tackled her the third time and hadn't been back since. 

Athos leaned away from the tree and strode toward where they were practising or more like Roma was getting a kick out of her distracted self.