Robin bowed.  "We are in the Faerie Kingdom, Your Highness.  Your Kingdom," he added, tilting his head to one side to give her an odd look. He noticed the fascination with which she watched the tiny sprites, and grinned.  "Gnomes.  They like to feel useful."<br/><br/>On the ground, the miniature people seemed to be finishing up their task.  Several more pushed a dustpan across the floor, the wood scraping against the stone surface.  The tiny sweepers carefully swept the smaller pieces into the dustpan; the larger pieces were handled between three or four of them.<br/><br/>There were both men and women, and even a few children gleefully running around the adults in haphazard circles.  A round-shaped, portly gnome with a curly white beard casually wandered over by Jude's foot.  Leaning against her ankle, he peered upward with a strange smile on his face, obviously attempting to peer up her night gown.<br/><br/>An equally rotund female noticed this, and dropped her broom with a huff.  She stamped over to the male gnome, whapped him heavily on the back of the head, and tugged him away by an ear.  She flashed an icy look up at Jude as she stomped away, dragging her licentious mate behind her.