forum A Random Rp?

Started August 14, 2019 by @Simon-Says

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"I never said i would send you home. No. You're staying here." Quinn turned away, back to the throne.

After a moment of dumbstruck silence, Charlotte was struck with a thought. "You do know my mother was 6 years old when she came here, correct?" She asked, looking around. "And anyway, where, exactly, am I staying?"

Quinn thought for a moment. "Six years old or not, she still messed everything up." He replied with a nonchalant shrug. "And you will be staying here, of course." He smirked.

Charlotte sighed. "What, right here in this… throne room?"

Quinn snorted. "No, stupid." He replied, rolling his eyes. "In this castle." He settled back on the throne.

Charlotte fumed. "Do not call me stupid. Seeing as you didn't tell me one single thing as to where I was supposed to go, I asked a simple question. That does not correlate to stupidity, you dustbin fire."

He laughed again, smirking. "Aw, thank you, darling." He said, walking back over to her. "But no. There are rooms specially designed for prisoners."

Charlotte crossed her arms indignantly. "I will not stay in a prison."

(btw I'm trying to find a pic for Quinn, but I might not be able to unless i get to use the laptop tonight, sorry)

Quinn chuckled, eyes flickering over her. "You won't, darling." He replied. "Don't worry."

(Oh, that's fine!)
Charlotte tipped her head slightly. "Would it trouble you terribly to stop speaking riddles and tell me what I need to know?"

Quinn smirked, shaking his head. "Riddles?" He chuckled. "Ive told you everything you've asked! If you aren't satisfied, well then…ask better questions!"

Charlotte growled in frustration, crossing her arms and glaring at him. "Where. In. The. Castle. Am. I. Supposed. To. Stay?" She asked tightly with a sarcastic smile.

"Why, in a room of course!" Quinn said with a crooked smile. He was quite enjoying this.

Charlotte tapped her foot. "Well, are you going to show me which one, or would you like me to wander the castle and pick one at random?"

Quinn smirked. "Come with me, then." He said, quirking a finger at her and starting to walk.

Charlotte rolled her eyes, following him with reluctance. Stupid prince.

He adjusted the crown, and kept walking. He led her through the hallways, humming softly.

After a few moments of silence, Charlotte had to speak again. She was never one to be quiet for extended periods of time. It any periods of time, really. "What's your name?" She inquired. "Besides Incredible Prince, I mean," she added with an eye roll.

"King." Quinn replied. "I am the King." He smirked at her over his shoulder. "And I'm not telling you my name until I know yours."

Charlotte snorted. "Well, you're a stupid king, so I'm going to call you a prince," she informed him. There was a long pause before she sighed. "Charlotte," she said briskly. "My name is Charlotte."

"Quinn." He replied with a shrug, and kept leading her through the castle.

"How large is this castle?" She complained.

"Confusing." He replied, which didn't answer her question at all.

"Excuse me? That's not an answer to my question," Charlotte said, burrowing her brow.

He chuckled. "This is Wonderland, my dear." He replied.