C29 Ripped trousers on Luna's Loin

The Queen turns to the gate, while Harrison hurries to the gate in anticipation. “ It’s the Maserati, I believe the Princes are …” Stutters Harrison.

“ Throw the damn gates open.” Fumes the Queen as she trots straight to the giant steel gate. The guards quickly tows it open exposing the dark-tinted Maserati