And of course, Her Majesty Queen Gwenevere presides over all! Let the adventures begin!
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Narrator in Captions: "And One Queen to Rule Them All, Queen Gwenevere, The Wayward Queen, Queen of All She Surveys!"
(Or so she says.)
Vitalia is now trapped in the coils of a large serpentine beast with a lugubrious dragon-isn head and quadruple horns, emerging from a mass of clouds. Her Majesty Queen Gwenevere appears perched on top of the beast, as if out for an elegant stroll along its coils, looking entirely unfazed and amused. She is an elderly dame in a fancy gown, an elaborate powdered and curled hairdo, and a huge hat decked with plumes. She has spectacles, an elegant cane, and assorted gold chains.
Her Majesty Queen Gwenevere: "What’s all this? Adventures? How grand! This shall be fun!"
Vitalia: "FUN!? Are you outta your mind!?"
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