Standing before the Queen, Alice couldn't help but stay silent and observe the woman in front of her.
She's had two situations where she's met the 'rulers' of a nation. First was Velouria. The second is Verona.
When she first met Velouria, it was when she was sitting amongst a sea of energy strands. The smile on her face as she joked about her own fated demise. In that aspect, Velouria didn't feel like a ruler but rather a neighbour. She felt like a normal girl you could meet on the street.
Yet strangely at the same time, it felt as though there was a veil between them. As though Velouria was living in her own world, knowing things that only she knew. Seeing sights that only she saw.
A rose in a glass case. Slowly withering but no one could help.
Verona on the other hand felt completely different.
