p style="background-color: transparent; color: #444444; font-size: 15px; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; margin: 15px 0px 0px;"Peter White felt very happy as he strode through the Castle. His Alice was now here in Wonderland, and she would be happy. However, his mood was soured as soon as he noticed the Queen. Vivaldi's gaze was immediately glued to his face. Peter instantly knew why she was staring; his cheeks were still swollen from where Alice had punched him repeatedly. And heavily./p
p style="background-color: transparent; color: #444444; font-size: 15px; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; margin: 15px 0px 0px;"Peter's red eyes narrowed in irritation as Vivaldi blinked once, twice, and then asked, "White, what happened to your face?"/p
p style="background-color: transparent; color: #444444; font-size: 15px; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; margin: 15px 0px 0px;""…My dear Alice punched me." Every word was dripped in reluctance./p
p style="background-color: transparent; color: #444444; font-size: 15px; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; margin: 15px 0px 0px;"Vivaldi broke down in stitches./p
p style="background-color: transparent; color: #444444; font-size: 15px; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; margin: 15px 0px 0px;"Never in a million years did Vivaldi ever think she'd see the White Rabbit's face swollen like a balloon and the fact that he'd been hit. Normally, Peter would've shot anyone within breathing distance long before they could hit him. It was hysterical! Oh, if only she could've been there! Never mind that she had no idea to whom Peter had referred, or the fact that Peter had said "my dear." She just guffawed even harder./p