Evelyn in the Country of Hearts

Persistence

Hi! It's been a very long time! I've been doing a lot of thinking on this fanfic. I'm going to try and finish up Evelyn in the Country of Hearts but it's unlikely that the After Story will be put up again. Instead, I'm starting a new story with some of my characters from the fanfic. It should be interesting. 

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It's been a week since then, or at least I think so. I dropped into the Castle of Hearts at the end of every time period, but still she denies me. I'm getting better at finding the castle now. It's almost second nature to me now. I'm sure the queen will cave soon.

Alice has been livelier recently. She dropped by the Mafia Mansion, the Amusement Park, and stayed a night at the Castle of Hearts. I guess there are some advantages to being liked. One day, she came back with blood on her clothes. I was stubbornly going back to face Vivaldi again, I didn't have time to ask. 

"You again," Vivaldi sighs, looking down at me. 

"I want permission into the royal library," I state. 

"Yes, yes, I know what you want," she snaps.

"So? What is your answer today, Vivaldi?"

"Still no," she falls back in her chair, annoyed. "and when did you start calling me by my first name?"

"I think it was...since the last time period," I muse. "I thought, since we'd be seeing a lot of each other, we better start on a first name basis."

"Or I could just kill you," she watches my reaction.

I shift my weight on my hip and look troubled. "Why would you do that, Vivaldi? We spend every hour of the day together in this courtroom."

"Because, Miss Greenwood--!"

"Evelyn," I interrupt.

"I'll call you what I want!"

"Humph, and I was going to say your dress looked pretty."

"Flattery will get you nowhere."

"It gets me everywhere in my world," I said defiantly. 

"Is that backtalk?!"

"I see that you're getting hot-headed again," I pick my ear. "I'm out, but I'll see you at the end of the time period." I flick the piece of wax from my finger tip and take my leave.