"No. And it wasn't what you called it. A 'royal' we." Vax reached for one of the glasses, in a motion that had become habit over the past hours, picking one up before realizing he'd just determined he'd had enough. Grabbing Regina had been... A mistake he wouldn't have made sober. He pushed the glass aside. But it had been tempting, for the words that came next.

"It's my sister's birthday, as much as mine. We're twins."