[center] [hr] ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆[hr] [h1][color=darkred]♛[/color][/h1] [color=darkred]❖ [IMG]http://i65.tinypic.com/1zcj1bl.png[/IMG] ❖[/color] [img]https://images.cooltext.com/5085827.png[/img] [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QQbW75y3P9g][color=darkred]♢[/color] [color=firebrick]♪[/color] [color=red]♕[/color] [color=firebrick]♪[/color] [color=darkred]♢[/color][/url] [hr][hr][hr] [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/180125/8f0f75b2a1d4aa43396bbe073971a6ee.png[/img] [img]https://blog.flamingtext.com/blog/2018/01/24/flamingtext_com_1516798787_420393151.png[/img] [IMG]http://i66.tinypic.com/2ykaro1.png[/IMG] [hr][hr][hr] [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/180126/28de5074e12b3c59fd973569196aad90.png[/img] [color=darkred]♡[/color] [i]The burning wood crackling in the fireplace was the only audible sound in the throne room. The castle had fallen silent; servants had retreated to their quarters, horses had been brought back to the stable for the night - even the mice seemed to have calmed their squeaking as they scurried down the corridors. Golden candlesticks burned low and gave the room a warm, glow. Seated in a large throne in the middle of the room, the Red King was absentmindedly drawing circles in the air with his wineglass. The man's pale skin was quite the contrast to his dark, ebony hair hanging loosely around his face. His eyes were fixated on a spot on the floor, but his gaze was empty. The Red Guards, the king's personal guards, had been dismissed for the evening. The corners of the room seemed almost naked without their usual red placeholders standing by. The creaking sound from rusty hinges broke the silence as a door from the servants corridor slowly opened. Emerging through the doorway was a small, well rounded man with a worried look on his face. He treaded carefully towards the king, craning his neck at the throne, which was facing the opposite direction, trying to catch a glimpse of the king. His mood was known to be unpredictable, and the man seemed aware of this. [/i] [color=indianred]"E-excuse me, Your Grace..."[/color] [i]He stuttered, stopping a good distance from the throne. He took a deep bow, before resuming with a shaky voice.[/i] [color=indianred]"P-pardon the intrusion, My King. To disturb you at this hour, oh sire, I am t-truly sorry. So very sorry."[/color] [i]A brief pause occured once again as the man fidgeted with the hem of his shirt.[/i] [color=indianred]"It's h-happening again. All over Wonderland - there's b-been spotted several of them! The e-exact number is yet to be obtained, b-but there's more of them than ever before. You t-told us to come straight to you if this should happen, day or night, so... Again, g-great apologies, sire."[/color] [color=firebrick]"Is that so."[/color][i] Slamming the glass down, the Red King stood up, a wicked smile tainting his lips. With determined steps he closed the distance between him and the servant swiftly. He grabbed his hands in his own gloved ones, bending down level with the man.[/i] [color=firebrick]"Well, what are you waiting for? Wake the others at once! This is what you've been preparing for ever since the last of them disappeared, right? Get to it!"[/color] [i]The servant let out a small yelp, quickly covering his mouth at the release of his hands, before he disappeared back through the door he came from.[/i] [color=gray][i]Ah, so we shall meet again, dear Alice.[/i][/color] [hr][hr][hr] [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/180125/bea667f3e48d731460255088f9b11d61.png[/img] [IMG]http://i67.tinypic.com/i6mubq.jpg[/IMG] [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/180125/1916aaa7086d9cf0bab95a016c9fcec7.png[/img] [hr] ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆[hr] [/center]