White Rabbit
He leaned on his elbows and knitted his delicate hands together, the albino’s scarlet eyes wandered towards the girl who seemed to be rather immersed in the racks. Once the girl had sat down, he straightened up and began preparing out the tea.
“Thank you, dear. After doing it more than a several times, I would hope so.” Said Rabbit cheerfully and chuckled. He pushed a teacup in front of Ivory and carefully, but swiftly, poured in some piping hot tea into the porcelain; it hissed out in a gentle waterfall. He did the same for himself and reached out for one of the small jugs.
He nodded while giving his own cup a generous amount of cream, “You are quite right. However, I think it would be of a great discomfort if you were not allowed to lean on the back of chairs in the 21st Century. But yes, it wouldn’t hurt to see someone clean up their crumbs afterwards.” He said curtly. Rabbit blinked several times before stretching his mouth into an awkward grin, “Of course, of course! In fact, I pride myself in having a vast collection of Dickens’s work. I’ll give it to you after we’ve eaten, shall I?”
He placed the cream pitcher back onto the tray and then snagged the bowl that was full of sugar cubes, “Haha, thank you once again. I guess it’s one’s habit. You can compliment them all you want but it’s not going to fill your stomach. In addition, most of these cakes were leftovers which I obtained from the Palace!” He laughed again before stopping abruptly as two cubes of sugar splashed into the tea; he returned the bowl back to its original place and started to absentmindedly stir his hot drink with one of the teaspoons. “But please, just grab anything on the tray! You wouldn’t want your tea bland, would you? Or is that how you like it?”
He smiled and nodded his head towards the tray. After a while, he cleared his throat.
“You said you wanted to know about the Queen, yes?” Said Rabbit with a monotone, it was his responsibility to inform this child after all. He took a sip from his tea before continuing, “Well, she’s a wonderful ruler! She’s the one who created all the laws and regulations for Wonderland. You’ll often hear other Wonderlandians complain about them and her, but I – being her personal assistant – can assure you that she cares for and loves everyone! She’ll never admit it but in her heart, she knows it as well.”
Rabbit tried to make his voice sound as cheerful and happy as possible, but no-one could mistake the strain in every word he uttered. Every now and again, the albino would doubt her Majesty and her ways. He could identify truth in what people said. But every time these thoughts would pop up, the boy would push it to the back of his mind. The queen had done a good job, that’s why people obeyed her. It was a weak argument but the once unbreakable string of absolute faith, which he had had harboured for the Queen, was cut just a little bit thinner when he had laid his eyes on the several children he found in the Birthing Place.