Courtly Life... With a twist

"Presenting... His Imerpial highness, Peter, Czarina and Empress of all the Russias."

The stately looking man strode through door.

"Your Majesty." The man said, curtsying to the figure seated in the chair at the end of the room, his host.

"Czarina Peter, you grace us with your presence." Queen James of the RKA said, raising from his chair. "Leave us." he ordered.

"But my Queen..." one of the footwomen began to say. Normaly James welcomed their conciul, but not now.

"Did I stutter?"

"No, Ma'am..." She said as they all walked out.

"Still have a hard time taking you seriously?" Peter asked.

"Like you would not believe…" James said with a laugh as his dear old friend walked up and hugged him.

"It's so good to see you again."