"That's because I am one," she says, shrugging a little. "Not that that means much in a place like this." Loki raises her chin, and gives a nod to take in the entirety of the city - maybe even the City.

"Here, what matters is the narrative, the stories we tell, to ourselves and each other. So. Maybe I'm a princess, and maybe I'm a queen, but I'm neither to anyone here."

With one or two exceptions of course, but Ikol hardly counts, in the Storyteller's mind. Not for this sort of thing.