Rosvisser quickly covered her lower back, and with a swift move that seemed practiced countless times, she dove into the bed, pulling the blanket up to her mouth, leaving only her small nose visible for breathing.

Her movements were fluid, almost as if she had rehearsed them over and over.

Leon stood by the bedside, amused, watching her wrap herself tightly in the blanket. With a smile, he asked, "What's wrong? I just want to take a look."

From under the blanket, the queen explained in a low, justified voice, "You... you haven’t realized our current situation."

Leon raised an …