If anyone told her being eighteen years old meant your life was simpler, she might laugh herself sick in their face for a good long while, or at least until they talked about soothing drinks.

"I think we all are." She looks down at it, grimacing a little as she took another mouthful. Letting her distaste show for once. She knows better than to ever find it wanting publicly, wouldn't do for a Queen to throw temper tantrums. She looks at it, wrinkling her brow in thought briefly. "Come on. Let's see if we can delude ourselves for awhile."