~Little Alice fell down a hole, bumped her head and bruised her soul~
Song for this chapter: Nico and Vinz - Am I Wrong.
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The way she walks, sure-footed and lady-like and oh my goodness, that graceful poise! That elegance! It makes my heart skips a beat! If only I could emulate that!
Why do I care so much? These are improper thoughts.
Stop.
I'm not supposed to yearn after or entertain such thoughts of the same gender - not unless I wish for an early death. Only perfection is allowed. Oh, but her long and luscious curly hair is just so entrancing. The way every single curl bounces with every step she takes, it makes my heart want to beat in sync with those curls, just so I can feel some form of connection to her.
I couldn't help think about what holding her hand would feel like. Would it feel like satin? Or rough like old leather? Would she accept my flaws? Oh, these damned insecurities! They would probably get the better of me and wedge itself between our relationship, should we ever have one.
No, no, no, no, no! Improper, utterly improper thoughts! have to uphold my appearance as queen. I have to stop falling into the abyss that is my attraction for her. I do not even know her name.
Mother would be so disappointed in me. Although I could have a secret affair if I wanted to. Mom is gone and I am the red queen now; I can do what I please. What is wrong with me? I disrespected my own mother for a stranger.
But even if I did get to know this dreamy goddess, I would not stand having just a secret relationship. She deserves to be shown off like a diamond. Just the sight of her makes my heart speed a million times faster.
I feel this weird attraction to her. She quite obviously seems to be a few years younger than I am, but who cares? I've come to known couples who are 20 years apart - this is nothing compared to them. I'll happily wait a few years. Stop it, Hailey, stop. You haven't even met her. Love isn't real anyway. WAIT, who mentioned anything about love?
Oh my, oh my! She's walking into my castle! Dear Heavens! Do I look proper? Yes, delay her a little, guards. I need just a bit more time to adjust my gown.
Easy there. I hope I don't trip and fall on these stairs again. Pace myself. I'm the Red Queen, I can do it! Slowly. Look graceful.
I glanced at her and noticed she wasn't alone. I almost regurgitated in my own mouth, revolted at the sight of my goddess with this measly rabbit. He tries to flirt with everyone, no doubt he's tried his charms on her.
As calmly as I could, introduced myself. To my surprise, she did not laugh at my poor attempt to remain calm. She simply smiled and acknowledged me.
Ok, now ask her about herself. "What is your name, darling?," I once again attempted to sound calm.
"Alice" Oh! Her voice sounds like smooth silk.
I had the rabbit leave us at once. I led her out of the entrance hall and we strolled through the garden, listening to the earthly sounds of chirping birds and flowing water. The lighting here emphasized her shining blue eyes and defined each perfect, blonde curl.
"Your garden is beautiful." She said, breaking the silence.
"That is very kind of you Alice, but I was thinking of demolishing this one and starting afresh." I honestly hated it. But I can keep it if she wants me to.
"Oh, well, you shouldn't do that uh-I mean it's your garden, you're the queen...but, I can't help myself. It's spectacular. You have a very good eye for rose bushes - each red rose looks special and unique in its own way. Why would you want to destroy such beauty?" She sounded adorable, trying to justify herself.
"I'm sorry, not to be rude, but how old are you Alice?" I cut in. I've been dying to ask this.
"I'm sixteen. How about you, your Majesty?" I could have hugged her just then. I'm only four years older!
"Twenty."
Oh, she's such a darling! She intrigues me, but I need to pace myself. I wouldn't want her to run away before I've gotten to know her. Suddenly, she yawned in her own cute little way.
Am I boring her?
I couldn't be, it was probably her long trip, from wherever she came from.
I allowed her talk about her unusual home in 'England' and, as she did this, her eyes became teary as she remembered her home. Did she miss it already? I'll make her forget. I leaned closer and thankfully she didn't move away from me. Just a bit more-Damn! I was about to make my move but the damn rabbit barged in! It could have been our first kiss!
Oblivious to my wrath, the rabbit announce that they have to go I didn't even get the chance to feel her hands intertwined with mine- not even once! Bubbling with anger, I weighed the importance of the rabbit to me. Now if only I can come up with a valid excuse to have him executed.
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