"I...did I?" Genevieve looks over at the little gap in the wall that the monster peered through. "I just wanted it to go away. It wasn't supposed to be here..."

She trailed off and then looked down at her hands. One was scraped from where she'd grabbed the wall and yanked out the brick. "I'm sorry if I was a bit..."

Don't apologize, queens don't apologize, say the combined voices of Queen Alice and her current psychiatrist in her head. "Mmm. If I made trouble," she finished, ignoring both of them.