Soft music played inside the private quarters; a ballerina was twirling and spinning on a musical box. The shapely, fine and smooth figurine went round and round, she was caught in an endless and never-ending dance.
However, it was all background to the Queen of Hearts.
The woman stared at her reflection in the mirror and brushed her hair, "What a tiring day, I can't believe all of the events that I had to deal with." It had only been two days since she returned and she was already dealing with a lot of new occurrences.
After her time in the servant's kitchen with Sir Julius Ginellevé, she retreated back into her room to relax at last. And now she had forgone her red gown and had switched for her nightgown; rose pink this time.
