Atropa woke up in the afternoon some time, and was quickly undressed by maids and taken to her private bath room. She was washed and dried softly, carefully, and quickly, and her dark hair was combed through and left down. Her dress was a simple one today, but like most of her other ones- it showed plenty of her cleavage. As a Queen, she liked to show what she had. Her dress was made of silk, in soft grays, dark blacks, and a dark maroon red. She placed her crown upon her head and walked out to the throne room, where her husband, the King, was waiting. "Good morning, darling." She said quietly as she curtsied and held her hand out for him to kiss.