"Oh, I didn't intend you to."

"Well, if you won't reveal it before a larger audience, will you tell me privately, what secret spark in you drew Abrogail Thrune?"

She takes another sip of her wine. "...all right, but you must promise not to tell anyone."

"You have my word, my lady."

"She said that if I annoyed her she'd turn me into a statue lost to the world forever and ever, and the thought consumed me with horror so totally I could scarcely think of anything else, which she thought was rather flirtatious."

"I see. And you don't suppose she'll really do it, as soon as the followthrough is more fun than the terror?"

"Why do you ask."

"Oh, I don't know. Curiosity. Sympathy for such a beautiful thing, no less trapped than the shackleborn, and not, I think, an idiot who can't see it coming."

"I'm not an idiot."

"I hear it's your first time in Egorian. Have you seen the skyline from the palace balconies at night?"

Well, this is a game no one else has tried. Is he trying to ...steal the queen's lover. Presumably he is aware that's a terrible idea. 

"I don't think I'm supposed to wander off."

"Well, that's why I'm with you." And he tugs her firmly off towards a balcony. 

"Surprise."

There's a brief moment of horror interested surprise in the ballroom, as everyone stares at the corpse now collapsed on the ground in front of the pink-haired girl.

"Security?" somebody says uncertainly.

"Apparently I AM IN FACT Security for this event."

A Security who doesn't know the implications of 'pink-haired girl' starts forward, then notices the Grand High Priestess and Queen of Cheliax converging on the location and thinks better of it.

"I had thought you weren't allowed to do that, Lady Pineda.  At the least I thought you had to give them a cookie first."

Pilar gestures at the corpse of the woman she's just slain, in uniform of senior palace serving-attendant.  "I didn't do it for her benefit, your Majesty.  I did it because a friend of mine is having a fun time at this party and I wasn't letting her ruin it."

"Oh, now that opens up all kinds of new possibilities... possibly?  I'll have to think on it.  Could you have had her taken for interrogation and Malediction?"

"She probably went to a Good afterlife, I doubt I could've gotten away with taking her alive."

Pilar realizes only after she says it that she didn't properly think about the question -

"Is that why you're reading as being so very annoyed, Lady Pineda?"

"She's annoyed for the same reason I'M ANNOYED, but we'll speak of that later."

Snack Service delayed them so that Carissa Sevar would be at the party, meaning Pilar could protect her.

It needs not be spoken to anyone of wit what almost happened.  The woman's corpse is lying in front of the stand protecting the Helm of Brilliance, one of the more famously volatile magic items in existence; and now that Aspexia Rugatonn thinks about it why was that there in Nidal and who did make the decision to display it at this party.

Aspexia Rugatonn wonders if there's such a thing as being so annoyed with Chaotic Good that you transform into a horror from the Dark Tapestry and start eating people.