Julius Ginellevé squeezed his eyes shut as he went out the door of the Queen's waiting room. He let out a heavy sigh and rubbed his face as he proceeded to head towards the kitchen.
What did the Hatter desire?
His Majesty's friendship? What a greedy and power-hungry wish for them to speak of and yet it was something that Her Majesty of Hearts fulfilled. For the past few days, he could already tell that she somehow had a change of heart—what kind of Knight would he be if he couldn't understand her desires?
But they were… frustrating.
Or maybe he was just jealous. He pouted and continued his way down the corridor, he wasn't too dishonest with himself to not admit that his perceptions were mixed with such emotions—but it was dangerous nevertheless.
