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The Red Queen

She started twirling around her ballroom, her long red gown flowing behind her, as she threw her hands above her heads in her fluid motion. The Queen dipped in falls and rises as she moved across the hearts on the floor, and watched the twirl of her gown as it fought the air to keep up with her legs.

She stopped moving at that point, leaning forward and keeping her hands on her knees, her thoughts turning to the business of the day as she moved towards the throne in her ballroom - and her crown.

Where were the guards she sent out earlier? Certainly they would have been here sooner than then. If they were any later, she'd... No, she had already decided, they had lost their heads the moment they come back.

The Queen frowned, putting her crown on her head, and toying with the red heart diamonds on the spikes. It's weird... It's been so long since I've seen my King. Where is he? And what's stopping him?


Dormouse

He started biting at the Hatter's hand as she put him in the pot, and once he was stuck in there, he sighed, relaxing against the ceramic wall. It certainly wasn't the comfiest place to be, but it wasn't the worst; he'd just wait until it was over.