Blindsided

"Oh, sod off." She said, pulling her lips in a tight frown. Fred gasped, "Language, your majesty. You wouldn't want the Royal Court to hear you saying such things." He joked, whilst poking her in her upper arm. "Not this again." She groaned. Fred knelt down on one knee, followed closely by George, "Queen Elizabeth, we are your fateful servants, how may we be of service?"