Down With The Bloody Big Head

Chapter 6

Okay, so first off, I'm soooooo sorry, I don't think my excuse valid enough for having chapters just sitting there all this time....
My schedule has just been so hectic, hopefully this will make up for it.

Time knew what he had to do. He needed to see the Queens. But how could he bring them such horrendous news when they had barely begun their happy ending or rather beginning. But they needed to know their terrible faith, so they could change it, and he couldn't even imagine how hurt that Iracebeth would be if she found out that he knew Stayne's plans and didn't tell her and had to find out through someone else or worse she found out too late.

There was only one thing for it, he had to go talk to the Queens.
"Wilkins!" He shouted. "Wilkins!"
"Yes sir?" The butler said as he ran round the corner.
"I need to go on an errand. You are in charge. No is to leave the castle, no was is to enter the castle other than me. Understand?" Time ordered.
"Of course, sir. I will take care of everything." The little mechanical butler promised.
"Thank, Wilkins," Time muttered barely loud enough for the butler to hear, but he did. "Now I must be off. I don't know how long I'll be."
"Okay. Goodbye, sir."

When Time was gone, she came out from her hiding spot. "Wilkins you must listen to me, we don't have much time."

Meanwhile, as Time was walking the mile to the pendulum, Time thought about how he was going to tell Iracebeth. Very now and then his mind would wander, never far from the Red Queen though.

His heart would race and soar and the bread-and-butter-flies in his stomach would flutter with joy. Then he would remind himself of the terrible reason he was going to see her. His heart would sink right to his stomach, the bread-and-butter-flies would become nasty, ugly ogres to stamp on his heart. Said heart no longer belonged to him, not anymore, now it belonged to Iracebeth and it was hers to keep forever more.

When he reach the pendulum, he stopped took a deep breath and proceeded through the door.

Once again sorry, Fair Farren all.