The Doctor stayed silent as Lucy spoke, imagining Lucy's Narnia. She'd clearly been through quite a bit for her age. But then, she wasn't really as young as she looked, was she? The Doctor knew about that.

"I've known a few queens," she said conversationally. "Saved one from a werewolf, as a matter of fact, and was knighted for it. Course, she banished me after that, but you can't win them all." Pause. "Not that there was much reason for banishing me." She could see it, too. Lucy looked, despite her age, like a monarch, and the Doctor suspected a fantastic one. "Queen Lucy," she added belatedly with a little bow of her head.