Rivalz straightened the lapels of his navy jacket several times, trying very hard to look anywhere but at the throne and the imperial couple. "That's... that's quite all right... This visit was, admittedly... unannounced..."
Kaguya giggled pleasantly. "Oh, think nothing of it. Now... if you'll just retreat for a moment so His Majesty and I can compose ourselves properly, we'll receive you shortly in the Amber Room. Lord Jeremiah, would you show our guest the way?"
Jeremiah bowed. "Gladly, Mistress Kaguya." He motioned toward the entrance to the throne room. "Earl Cardemonde, if you will kindly follow me."
"Oh! Er... right," Rivalz stuttered. Over and over again, he kept telling himself not to look at the naked Consort's incredible breasts. "Well, I'll just... in a... in a bit, then..."
"Yes, in a bit," Kaguya said pleasantly.
Shaking his head, Rivalz allowed himself to be directed out of the room. Jeremiah walked somewhat more briskly than he normally did when escorting visitors.
When they had left, Kaguya turned back to her husband, who wore an... unusual expression. It was placid, but at the same time, very tense. Kaguya shrugged her shoulders. "At the very least, we received him with courtesy. Now-"
Kaguya looked back at his face. "Yes, Lulu-kun?"
"Kaguya..." Lelouch said again, sweetly and softly, "dear Kaguya, loyal Kaguya, Consort Kaguya, Prime Minister Kaguya, my lovely wife, Kaguya..."
Kaguya fluttered her eyelashes. "Yes, Your Majesty?"
Lelouch suddenly clamped his hands around her shoulders, and he shook her hard back and forth, making her head bob.
"THIS IS WHY WE DO NOT FUCK ON THE THRONE!!!"