@Lenered
Willow smiled, pushing back a strand of her hair, blushing. "Thanks Chelsea-Friend."
Willow smiled, pushing back a strand of her hair, blushing. "Thanks Chelsea-Friend."
Cade nodded, his body relaxing finally. He smiled at her, offering out his hand for her to hold.
Scarlet slipped her hand into his, her heart hammering in her chest. “Thanks.”
“Your welcome! …so where do I stand? Like here?” Chelsea asked gesturing towards her current spot, right to Willow.
“Here?” Chelsea asked appearing where the audience would stand.
“Here?” She asked, appreaing on the top of a painting. She stood on a painting, her only support the frame of the picture on the tiny nail.
“Here?” Chelsea asked, appearing in a sitting position on the podium.
Then Chelsea appeared back at the right of Willow, “… where?”
"No problem." Cade felt his cheeks flush as he turned away to look ahead of them.
(I have to go now bye!)
(Aw bye)
Scarlet blushed as well, walking a little closer to him.
Willow took Chelsea's hand, "Probably best if you stand next to me." she smiled and handed Chelsea a mint.
“Okie dokie.” Chelsea grinned, she took the mint, “… why do I need a mint?”
"I have no idea." she cleared her throat and the cameras started.
Chelsea looked innocent and smiled, like a little innocent girl at a candy store who you would give a hug to.
Willow looked down at her notes, "I am Wilhelmina Alice Karajeste, eldest of the queen, and heir to the throne."
(Willow da queen.)
(I desperately want to put in my plot twist rn, but also desperately want to see how this plays out…………..)(
"Our late queen, Alice, had an affair with a man named Lyle Karajeste, before Scarlet was born. I am that child. The rumors are true."
(I desperately want to put in my plot twist rn, but also desperately want to see how this plays out…………..)(
(Wait what.)
Wut
"Scarlet is a good person, whom I hold to the highest respect, despite her general coldness towards me." Willow started veering off from the notes, taking her own stab at a speech, "I believe she would make a good queen, but she doesn't want to be one. I assure you, the citizens of Wonderland, that I will rebuild happiness in our community and make sure that the late queen's rampages will not be tolerated. I will personally visit every citizen that has been affected by Alice, and I promise that Wonderland will be safe once more. Thank you." Willow stepped down and walked calmly down to her room, face held high, like she was regaining something. Something like her sanity.
(I think Willow would make a really good Queen!)
Chelsea followed her, attempting to look natural as possible. “That was really good!”
Willow blushed, "Thanks. I want to go back to the cottage tomorrow. I'm going to pick it up and place it in the Palace garden. I don't intend to live here."
Chelsea chuckled, “Okie dokie, you’re the queen.”
"I am." Willow smiled, swooshing her dress, "And I want to keep this dress."
“It’s pretty.” Chelsea said, suddenly a little self-conscious of her own dress. A casual black princess dress, thank gosh she got a new dress before getting her hot cocoa. Standing in a blood stained dress next to the queen would have been suspicous.
"Thank you." Willow bowed, giggling, "You look pretty as well."
“Aw thank you!” Chelsea said, feeling better and no longer self conscious. “So what now?”
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