The Queen looks a little baffled at the jester as he says nothing about her wisdom or anything. She waves a hand towards her guards.<br/><br/><strong>"I want you to take him down to the dungeon and have him tickle tortured for not adressing me correctly"</strong><br/><br/><br/>Seven of the guards surround the jester and drag him off to the dungeon the queen goes back to giggling at somthing or another.