They say that the queen bathed in the blood of her enemies, which she vocally repudiated almost immediately.
"Complete and utter nonsense," she quipped over a bowl of leek and potato soup, which had been lovingly made by her adoring chef. "And quite clichéd, too, given the accusations I receive. Has anyone thought about how unsanitary such a practice is? I can hardly stand looking at a nosebleed."
"Still tough as nails, though," replied her son, the prince, and the queen chuckled and nodded in agreement.