The Queen has to think for several long seconds before she answers. She smiles down at the man and replies,<br/><br/><strong>”You need to either one figure out the speed of darkness, or bring her a field of flowers in the color of silver. I am not your cook, I do not prepare my own dinner I have no clue what you are going eat for dinner because I am not going to make it for you.”</strong><br/><br/>She dismisses him with a wave of her hand.<br/>