The Snowy White Castle

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My mind is telling me I made the right decision and it's only logical to listen to it. I usually never follow my own advice but now that I finally am it feels wrong. My heart wishes to stay but living with the wretched queen of hearts, made me feel like I would never be safe. One mistake would lead to my downfall and if I had the option to leave I was going too.

It actually wasn't as hard to escape as one would believe. After being there for so long the castle guards already knew my routine like the back of their hand and it was no surprise to them that I would be going out for a stroll in the gardens. I just loved the roses. They were such beautiful flowers but a lot like the queen they had thorns. I was going to say beautiful on the outside and prickly on the inside but man is she hideous. I made my way to the path that led me to the castle in the first place and moved towards where I presumed the White Castle would be. As I walked I couldn't help but think of Clyde. I wanted to apologize for turning away and playing along with his petty games but would that have helped. I think I would've fallen for him had I stayed but If he truly wanted me he wouldn't have walked away. I stopped for second to look at my surroundings Its been a long time since I travelled this path and the last thing I wanted to do was get lost in wonderland.

Not to long after I left I heard ringing of bells and what sounded like the loud obnoxious voice of the queen. Like a deer in the headlights I froze trying to come up with a decision quickly. A carriage came rushing towards me and I dashed into the nearest bush I could find. And to my dismay it was a rose bush. I was in searing pain from the thorns digging into my arms and I bite my tongue as hard as I can trying not to scream. The less attention I draw to myself the better. I wait a few minutes after the carriage has past before pulling myself out of the bushes. I found myself relieved that I wasn't caught but I had scrapes everywhere and I look absolutely dreadful. I truly hope the white queen is much more caring than the queen of hearts or this trip will truly be for nothing. If I have learned anything in wonderland it's that looks can be deceiving. Just because one acts and looks like a divine god and has beautiful dark eyes doesn't mean they are as pure as they present themselves.

I had finally arrived at the pearly white gates and before I even had the chance to call up to the guards someone was rushing out to help me. I quickly flinched. I know you... I thought to myself. I just left you. I thought for a moment I was going crazy and although their traits couldn't be anymore different their facial structures were exactly the same.

"Clyde." I questioned.

"I get this all the time, I am Prince Carter of the White Castle."

Now that he was standing directly in front of me I could see all his features clearly and they were beyond heavenly. Carter had platinum blonde hair, piercing blue eyes, and a smile that looked so genuine and was complimented by dimples that would look great in a smirk. But something told me he wasn't the type.

"I'm Acacia. I was staying with the queen of hearts but finally managed to escape and I came here in hopes of staying. I promise you won't even notice I'm there." I said rambling.

"Of course your welcome. Did they do this to you?" He stared at my scrapes seeming deeply concerned for my well being.

"It's kinda a long story." I said feeling self conscious. Moments ago I looked astounding and now I just look like I crawled out of a dumpster.

"Well my dear, follow me and welcome to the White Castle."

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