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Fae: I've got butterflies in my stomach
Fae: -Groans slightly and hugs my knees-
Fae: -Sighs and rests my head against the thick oak door-
Fae: -Hugs Fawn's dog and strokes her head softly-
Fae: Nah, you look fine -Hugs her reassuringly
Fae: -Chuckles- Empresses tend not to wear servant clothing
Fae: -Sees Fawn and walks towards her- Hey Fawn -Sits beside her and hugs her shoulders-
Fae: -Walks out of the dungeons and into my room, wrapping a clean eggshell coloured toga around me and securing it with a butterfly broach-
Fae: -Walks to the assassin's cell-
(It hasn't been announced that Fae is the empress yet) Fae: -Curiously walks down into the dungeons, still in my servant attire-
Fae: Throw him in the dungeons over night
Fae: -Turns and looks at Fawn and then at the assassin- Oh boy.. -Sighs and walks to them-
Fae: -Walks to the palace, muttering about drunken fools-
Fae: -Rolls my eyes and hauls him to his feet- Have a wash, get dressed and meet me in the palace for supper in one hour. I'll bring the wine.
Fae: It isn't the last.. I have a bottle that I uh... Borrowed.. -Looks down trying to hide the tell tale signs of lying-
Fae: You were making love to a bottle of wine.. She's over there.. -Points to the pile of shattered glass and wine-
Fae: Someone had too much to drink last night! -Pushes Alexander to the ground, obviously pissed off-
Fae: -Drags Alexander to the river and dunks his head in the water then tugs it up- Sober up! There's a war about to start you idiot!
Fae: -Almost yells at him- No I'm not! I'm the empress you blundering fool!
Fae: -Keeps slapping his cheeks- Get. A. Grip!