(Oh god, speaking like Alice takes up so much brainpower XD I'm probably going to go to sleep within the next 10ish minutes)
Charlotte raised an eyebrow. "Whatever you say, good sir. Or evil sir, I'm not entirely sure yet. How long until we reach the castle?"
(lol ok. Same most likely)
He chuckled softly. "We're nearly there." He replied as he spurred the horse faster.
Charlotte sighed, tapping her fingers out of boredom. "This is worse than a train ride," she declared.
The guard shrugged. "I don't know what that is." They arrived at the castle, and he escorted Charlotte inside.
Quinn was draped across the throne, his crown hanging off his head at an angle.
Charlotte crossed her arms. "Hello," she acknowledged politely.
Quinn sat up, eyes flickering over her. "Hmm. Alice's daughter." He said, smirking slightly. "Interesting."
The guard was silent.
(Going to bed. Will be on again tomorrow sometime)
"I don't see it as all that interesting. Many people have daughters all the time," she replied with a head tilt.
(Mkay, me too)
Quinn stood, walking to her and examining her. "Yes, but Alice was special." He replied, smirking.
"That's entirely subjective," Charlotte stated, arms still crossed.
"Oh? She was the first one from your world to make it to Wonderland. I would call that special." Quinn said with a smirk, coming right up to Charlotte and looking down at her.
Charlotte stared him down defiantly, not moving. "In the case that she is special, that word has many meanings."
Quinn bent, mouth by her ear. "Yes, but she was, well. Alice was special in ways you don't even know." He whispered, voice sounding almost like a purring cats, flirtatious and dangerous.
Charlotte politely took a step back before scoffing. "Clearly there are many things about my mother that I am not aware of," she mused, leveling a look at Quinn. "But I've a feeling you haven't brought me here to discuss my mother."
Quinn gave a slightly unsettling laugh. "That's true." He replied with another light smirk. "I brought you here to ask why you're in my land." His voice took on a more dangerous edge.
Charlotte rolled her eyes. "Believe me, if I could have chosen to be here, I would still be at home," she informed him. "I fell into the well, but instead of water, there was a bloody universe inside."
"So. Just like Alice, you fell down the rabbit hole." He mused, looking at her with a smirk still on his handsom face. "Interesting."
"It wasn't a rabbit hole, it was a well, please pay attention," she berated.
He gave a half shrug, smirking again. "Spirited." He commented. "And the specifics don't matter. It was a hole, was it not?"
Charlotte thought for a moment before nodding. "I suppose. But does it really matter how I got here?"
"No." Quinn replied with another slippery smirk. "However, I can't just let you…roam through Wonderland. Someone as powerful as you, related to Alice, roaming about? Hah!" He laughed.
"Well, I don't see why not," Charlotte said indignantly, placing her hands on her hips. "What, exactly, are you afraid I'm going to do?"
He laughed again. "Cause harm, like your mother." He replied, shaking his head. "She upset the balance of our world, and so will you, if you are allowed to roam free."
Cassie wrinkled her brow. "I most certainly will not. What a ridiculous idea."
He laughed. "Ridiculous?" He shook his head. "Your mother didnt know what she was doing. Neither do you. Worse, you have abilities she did not."
"How do you know that?' Charlotte snapped before regaining her composure. "And anyway, I can't exactly go home, as I have no clue how to do so."