Gideon noticed his Queen's amused tone and replied, "Are you making jest of me, my Queen?".
"No" She replied, her head shaking as she forced herself to stifle the mirth bubbling within her. "It is not my intention to mock you, Gideon. Rather, my suggestion is that we withdraw to rest and prepare, rather than wade into this troublesome emotional conflict". She swept her hands down the silken folds of her gown, momentarily lost in thought as she averted her gaze from the fray. "After all..." She continued. "... I trust in the wisdom and sanity of Knight Boris and Grand Duke Liam and I am sure that they will eventually regain their composure, once exhaustion has claimed them".
She walked towards the edge of the building's roof with Gideon silently following behind her. She uttered, "So in the meantime, we will be taking our leave".
"Booom!"
The abandoned building beneath her feet cracked and trembled as she took off into the air with a burst of shock waves that announced her ascent.