10-04-2011, 02:44 PM
Alice breathed in relief, smiling and nodding at the stranger as he confessed to being new to this event. She didn't feel soo alone, being clueless to something that has been going from centuries before she was even born. Her relief was short lived as Nikholas replied. It sounded impossible to find the faerie king. The only thing that she could think of was finding the kings room and barging in uninvited, but that plan didn't sound too appealing.
“That's a pity,” Alice murmured in response to Nikholas next.
Alice tugged at her clothing, wondering what her next move was, what she was supposed to do next. But she could feel herself growing hungry, too hungry to concentrate on anything else.
“Nikholas, you don't happen to know when we dine, do you? I'm famished,” She asked, her soft tone returning. She regained her innocent disposition, hoping to gain trust before looking suspicious soo early in the event.
“What about you? Are you hungry Mr.. Uhhm, what may we call you?” She asked the stranger curiously.
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