Rafaela wondered nervously whether or not the unexpected change in their docking arrangements that she had just created would improve or decrease the chances of someone finding an opportunity to grab Brendan.
The King and Queen had arranged things to accommodate the SkyWater compartments that had been attached to the ship. The claim that they had needed them removed had been the first deception of the next Queen's career. She wasn't entirely certain whether that was something to be proud of, or horrified by.
She hadn't slept much, despite laying down and closing her eyes for most of the time she had planned to sleep. Her mind had kept her busy, presenting the simulations they had run during their game console time, presenting the current emptiness of the King's queue, presenting a thousand things that could go wrong within the next few hours.