As you celebrated the coronation of the four Pevensies with your fellow Narnians, your gaze passed over a lioness with what appeared to be a mustache and spectacles. You did a double-take and squinted at the unusual sight, then realized these odd ornaments were seemingly drawn on. King Edmund approached your side just then and you nudged his arm, feeling a sneaking suspicion about the matter. Once you had his attention, you gestured subtly to the lioness and asked, trying to hold back laughter;

"What artistic vision you have, Your Majesty."

Edmund, who'd been taking a sip of a drink at the moment, spit it out as he noticed the lioness, his cheeks reddening as you laughed.

"What artistic vision, indeed."