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The traveller had achieved his goal and was finally King. His title as ruler was King Winston Heart, The King of the Kingdom of Hearts. He was now one step closer to his plan of taking over all of Underland. Conveniently, the White Queen was invited to attend the gathering which worked in his favour as this was perfect for the rest of his plan to fall into place. This was like killing two birds with one stone. He thought to himself.

He didn't have to travel all the way to the White Kingdom now. She was right there in his grasp. He already got her sister love struck with his charm and manipulation, he figured it would be easy to get the White Queen to play into his hands as well. However, he had not realised that the White Queen, even as the youngest, was very protective of her sister even though they grew apart.

The White Queen was not going to be as naive and trusting towards him as he thought she'd be. She question his intentions and she questioned his actions, in the back of her mind. She wanted her sister to be happy and she hoped this was real and not some illusion for her sister's sake, as if this was a lie, it would crush her sister entirely. Her heart would be shattered, unable to be repaired and Underland would fall into darkness even more so than it had before.

Making her way up the steps of the castle, the White Queen entered the palace gates just in front of the ballroom where the wooden oak doors with heart carvings in them welcomed her into the ballroom as the doors opened. Her sister the Red Queen was dancing with a nameless stranger before she saw her standing at the entrance of the staircase.

"Welcome, sister." She greeted cheerfully. This was strange for the White Queen to see as her sister was often not happy to see her or completely sour in her presence.

"It's an honour." Said the man next to her sister.

"This is Winston-" The Queen of Hearts said before the White Queen could say anything, "my husband."

The White Queen felt a little sad at this statement since she was not invited to the wedding and this was something she wanted to be a part of but it was her sister's choice after all so who was she to complain. The fact that her sister had invited her to the ball was a miracle in itself.

She looked up catching Winston eyeing her but thought nothing of it. As the day went on and the dance continued, she had many young men coming up to her and asking her to dance with them but she was astonished when one of those men happened to be her sister's husband, Winston.

"May I have this dance?" He said taking her hand, about to kiss it but before he could she pulled away. He was still looking at her as she did so.

"Ahem, shouldn't you be dancing with my sister?" She questioned suspiciously.

"She is too tired to dance." He said glancing into the crowd.

"Yes, well you're her husband. I'm sure she'd prefer it if you stayed with her." She said trying her best to avoid eye contact with him. Somehow, she didn't feel right about him. There was something fishy about his character and the way he carried himself but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

All night, all The Queen of Hearts could talk about was her husband. She was completely blinded by love so much so that she was becoming possessive over him and although she tried to keep her space from him she continued to watch him in the distance.

She saw him from the corner of her eye as she spoke with a glass of wine in her hand but looked at him entirely when she saw him talking to her sister. He was about to kiss her sister's hand but she pulled away and left him standing alone in the middle of the ballroom. She furrowed her eyebrows at this. Although The Queen of Hearts knew he was merely asking her sister to dance, she couldn't help but feel a little jealous.

Her sister the White Queen always got her way and for once in her life, The Queen of Hearts finally got something she wanted that her sister never had. For once in her life she was happy but she had doubts and doubts lead to trouble.

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