“Oh her,” Harley snorted, loud enough to be heard by the pair that was destroying her castle. “You won’t see her. Hoity toity nose in the air type a’ broad.”
That ought to get their attention. And fortunately, most of the guards that were still conscious were far too distracted by their fight and attempt to keep the intruders from getting in to give her away. Besides, she was now in full harlequin make-up, which was a far cry from the primped and pampered blonde that had been sitting on the throne half an hour ago. There was no way these two would figure out that she was the queen. Until it was too late.
Leaning one shoulder against the stone of the door frame, her eyes darted around the room, taking in the damage that had been done. If it wasn’t her castle they were messing up, Harley might be impressed. They hadn’t been here very long, and they had already caused a nice amount of destruction. Though she wasn’t sure what their purpose was. Other than random vandalism.
“So, you just making a mess, or what? Because I got some suggestions,” she offered in a helpful tone of voice. Oh, she had some suggestions all right. Several of them involved shoving large objects in small orifices, but she’d hold off on those for a minute or two.
Then she got a good look at the guy with the wings, and her eyes narrowed. “Hey, I know you! You’re the pervert from the zoo!”