•||• THE WHITE KING •||• (TWST x Male|OC)

PROLOGUE

3rd POV

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[]IVORYVALE DORM - KITCHEN[]

At the dorm of Ivoryvale, two person was at the kitchen. One was the vice housewarden of Ivoryvale dorm, Alistair. Who was sitting on one of the taller stool in front of the counter, who also have a book in hand.

And on the other side of the counter, the one who's making a potion, was none other than the housewarden of this dorm, Miran Alabaster.

Miran was making a shrink potion, as he and Alistair felt a presence walk or most likely float toward the them.

The boy with blond hair sighs deeply, as he closed and put the book down. "What do you want? Che'nya." He questioned, as looked to his left, when Che'nya made his appearance.

Che'nya made a small cackle, as he leaned on the counter.

"Mew really would know where I would appear don'tcha? Alice~" Che'nya exclaimed, pushing his pointy finger at Alistair's cheek. Who was looking at him not amused, he then swat his hand to move Che'nya's hand away from him.

Che'nya made a small cackle, as he continues to mess with Alistair.

"Is there anything you need, Che'nya?" The platinum king asked softly, interrupting the two, as he also put a butter finger on the smoking small cauldron.

"Hmmmm.... Do you remember, Riddle?" Che'nya asked the king, as Miran put his hand under his chin. Before nodding his head.

"You mean little red?" Miran tilted his head, looking at Che'nya. Who nodded joyfully.

"Yep, him." Che'nya confirm.

"What about him?" Alistair questioned, a bit relief that Che'nya is not messing with him.

"Well.... He overblot." Che'nya answered bluntly, as Alistair look at him in surprise.

"Oh, dear." Miran exclaimed, putting a hand onto his mouth. "Is he alright?"

"Yep, he got recovered. Trey, another junior, and four freshman take care of it." Che'nya replied, as he watch Miran spit on the cauldron. (Yes, author is putting the same scene from the Alice and the wonderland (2010 film) movie. When the white queen made a potion to shrink Alice.)

"And where's the teachers or the headmage?" Alistair questioned, raising a brow.

"Hmmm...." Che'nya closed his eyes, as he think.

He then snap his fingers, before saying. "I don't know." As he made an innocent smile, making Alistair glare at him.

"And also what are you doing there?" Alistair asked, raising a brow looking at him.

Che'nya swished his tail, as he looked away. "Well.... I was curious."

"And why didn't you help them?" Alistair added, as his face slowly looked a bit disappointed.

"Technically, I was there when it's over. I only heard their conversation.... Even though it's quite far to hear...." Che'nya answered, while his ears turned flat when he muttered the last part.

Alistair made a sighs, putting his fingers on his bridge nose.

"Don't start stressing out, Al. What's done it's done, just be relieved that no one died." The king exclaimed, smiling softly as he put the made potion onto some bottles.

Alistair just sighs again, still having his fingers on the bridge on his nose.

"Yeah~ Calm your tits, puppy." Che'nya teased, smacking his fluffy tail toward Alistair's face.