When the Meeting ended at the Royal Conference Room had come to an end, all the Kings and their men returned to their private chambers for some rest. It was a chance for them to review the documents regarding a better trade agreement that the King of Hearts had done. A chance for rest? It was nonsense.
To this person, only a headache would arrive for them as they gently drew back the curtains to the master bedroom that they had been offered to.
Once again they were given the sight of obnoxious red from the roses that filled the garden and to the structure of the room, it was only by miracle or luck that they had been given a room that weren't pastel red and instead was a cream beige instead. Drawing the curtains back, a sigh escaped their lips.
"If this place must be red then it should be with their blood."
