Heartlessness (finished)

Chapter 6

I walked in and looked around. The walls had numerous collections of hats everywhere. The table had tea and cakes out, as if for a party, but the table was vacant of life. I then looked over some more expecting to see another wall of hats.

But instead the thing, or person, who caught my eye was a little girl. Her blonder curls framed her round face. Her eyes gleamed up at me with... Terror.

She knows me then.

I walked over to her and put my stelleto red nail under her chin and asked, "Why, hello there little Alice."

She whipped her head away from me.

"You aren't very fond of me are you?"

She shook her head at me, her brow bone lowered in anger.

"I hope it is not to rude to ask, how old are you?"

She gave me a silent glare; her childish anger radiating from her posture and face.

"Eleven." She spat at me

"My what a pretty girl you are."

"Leave me alone, I know exactly who you are and what you've done. You are a monster."

I felt a pang in my heart, but nobody noticed. So I wiped it away and responded with "Though that may be true, do not misunderstand my curiosity in you."

"Why would you be curious in me? I am but a girl."

"Because you remind me a lot of my self. You're clearly a stubborn girl, who is aware of her surroundings, so as to make sure no one could hurt you."

Her hands were behind her back the entire time, which gave me the que that she was probably hiding something.

"And since you are like me, and I am like you, I know that the sword behind your back has been destined to kill me. I also knee that you knew I was coming."

I heard a loud clang on the old floor boards of the building.

I looked to behind her slightly to see the familiar sword lying on the ground.

I giggled a little, a sickeningly sweet laugh that showed menace in a different form. Nothing like the laughs I used to give Jest.

"Oh Alice, you are so amusing. I like you." And gave a her smile.

I picked up the sword and held it limply in my hands in front of me. Feeling the rubies on the handle.

"I know you wanted to kill me, but I have a proposal for you."

"What could you offer me that would make me trust you?" Alice asked with suspicion, but not with complete distrust.

"I would like for you to come visit the palace. For I think you would greatly enjoy the palace gardens, and the company of the servants."

"Why are you doing this?" she asked.

"I'm doing this because, I could use some company. Ever since the death of my husband, it has been rather lonely, the servants are always working and the townsfolk all hate me. You however, might just be my second chance. Might just be my reason to change."

She remained silent, contemplating my offer I assume. 

"How about this, I'll send a carriage for you tomorrow, if you want to come, you may, if you don't, I will understand. Just tell the coach men you don't want to come. Okay?"

She again remained quiet.

I walked towards the door, where Hatta stayed the entire time. He had not a single emotion on his face. 

"Goodbye dear Hatta. Hopefully I will see you sometime soon."

He grinned madly, and through his teeth he said menacingly, "But of course my queen."

I smiled at him and left. Climbing into my carriage, and watching the shop go by, I thought of Alice. The part of me with no heart was already scheming her death. But the other part of me with a heart wanted nothing more than to embrace her as if she were my own child.

My heart is in half. It is growing. I cannot let this happen.

Hey guys! I have two ideas for this story to go. So I am giving you the decision. Should Alice go to the palace to see Catherine and risk the chance of being loved or hated? Or should she stay with Hatta, and some how find a way to defeat the heartless Queen of Hearts. Leave your choice in the comments. Thank you so so much for reading the story.