Sun Mote Copse And the sky is clear and bright

"Yup, you are crazy," Wraen agreed with a semi-serious expression, while the look in her eyes betrayed amusement. Maia was being a bit over-dramatic and, of course, as a good and caring older sister she should have indulged in telling that everything was fine and dandy and, what an amazing, beautiful, charming etc. creature her sibling was.

But she did not.

"Certifiably nuts," Wraen went on mercilessly. She lifted one of her forepaws and placed it on her sister's forehead as if giving a blessing. "Queen Maia Bonkers of The House Cuckoo, Queen of the March hares, The Crackers and The Not All Theres, The Rightful Queen of The One Sandwich Short of Picnics and The Protector of The Loonies, Queen of Wacko-stone, Queen of Non Compos Mentis, Away with the Fairies of the Fairy-land, Round The Twist, Of The Wall and Bats," she said, removing her paw and looking her sister in the eyes.

"Now, what are you going to do about it?"

Reference to all of the fancy titles of Daenerys Targaryen fused with the most creative synonyms of crazy.