Cheshire ran towards the dining area, standing right outside the
room as she looked around, "He'll wake up soon. I guess I shouldn't
worry." She mumbled to herself.
He sighed, not knowing how Dakota would react, "If that's our best
option, so be it."
"Well....I have a sister, I learned a bit more on the history of my
family, its official that I'm an half royal....wow, then in 30
days, this douchebag, which MADE me a maid, will he king..."
she thinks as she walks
He looked through his coat pockets before looking at a desk nearby.
There was a collection of pens alongside some stackd novels upon
the desk. The pens were kept in a container next to a jar of ink.
There appeared to be one notable pen with the shape of a feather
sticking out. The butler walked off, studying it before raising it
by the tip. "Should this work?"
She nodded happily taking it while putting a moon pie in his open
palm. She began to tickle his nose with the quill waiting for him
to hit himself with the snack cake.
Cheshire stood outside the dining room waiting for her butler.
Until she heard an unfamiliar voice, she saw a maid shouting in the
dining hall.
"A new person!?" She ran from her secluded area to meet the girl
with an enthusiastic wave, "Yay!!!" She jumped around, starting to
shout a bunch of questions at rapid speed. "Oh, wow! You're new,
I'm really surprised! Is it my birthday? No wait, that's next
month. Oh!!! Did father hire you? Who are you? What's your power?!?
Wait, if you don't have one, you don't need to answer. Ahh!!! I'm
so happy! ~" Cheshire was speaking too fast, practically
interrogating Liliana.
Camelot looked to Sonya," Is this really going to work? This just
seems like a prank... "
"Oh it is." She explained with a smile as he hit himself with the
pie.
He quickly woke up at this, "What! Why...er...not again!"
"I told you I'll keep pulling pranks on you if I found you asleep
in the library." Sonya explained.
"You really are cruel aren't you?" He asked wiping the chocolate
and cream off his face.
"Yes sir."
Name: Herrscher Vermillion
Gender: Male
Age (10-20): 19
Appearance: Here.
Personality: He generally comes off as an airhead at first glance
but he's actually mildly energetic and peppy when it comes to his
family. He tends to be more cold and reserved around people he
doesn't know or trust.
Power: He can charm/hypnotize people into doing whatever he wants.
This requires a couple seconds of uninterrupted eye contact and as
long as the person he is doing this to is weaker willed than
himself it will succeed.
Other: He loves the colors green and blue. Anyone who says
green isn't a creative color is bound to get glared into the
afterlife.
"Yeah whatever. So what do you want?" He asked.
Sonya handed some a sheet of paper with notes on it.
After a moment of reading he nodded, "An eventful night eh?"
"So what should we do?" She asked.
"Well you barely know who was involved at this point. You have some
good guesses but you can't do much without facts. Still you can
share this with the King's guards and they can observe those in
question, prepare their own investigation, blah blah blah. Now can
get me some toast, eggs, and tea please?"
Sonya nodded, "Of course. Thanks."
"Oh, don't mention this to the others. They could form an alibi or
take good behavior." Dakota added.
Yurei had entered the kitchen again,
making himself a morning tea. Yoni had been awake some this
morning, saying that he was exhausted from being out. Pulling out
some biscuits again, he poured some into a bowl and set it aside,
waiting for the kettle to boil. Adding two sugars and a teabag, he
grabbed a spoon. He had told Yoni about Liliana, and his opinion
was the same as his. One point she said she lived in the castle,
the next she said the forest. Yurei was almost certain she was
lying, the amount of loopholes in her story were astounding.
Opening a door to take a peek into the dining hall, he noted what
everyone was eating. Shaking his head, he popped out two
store-bought waffles from a packet and out them into a microwave,
getting out the honey and a fork. He liked that he didn't have a
maid, it gave him things to do.
“I know I said you were an angel... But you're more than
that. You've come down upon this battlefield... as an Angel of
Death" ~Bungo Stray Dogs
"you were too correct"