❛ The pendulum swings endlessly between hope and despair, flowers and pitchforks... and it's not fair. I wanted to protect him from it. ❜ - ᴍᴅɴɪ / ᴏᴡɴ ᴘᴏᴛʀᴀʏᴀʟ
“But, of course.~”
The Red Queen lifted a hand, pulling a crystal goblet and a bottle dry red wine towards her with an effortless thought of her mind.
“It would be my pleasure.”