Follow–up romance route for the series "Wonderful Wonderful Science". So it's recommended to read that.

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CHAPTER 1: THINK BEFORE YOU SPEAK

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Peter White, prime minister of the country of Hearts was sulking with distaste regarding the heavy feeling in his gut.

They were back from Diamond and he headed to his office to try and distract himself in work to forget about the issue. Sadly, all the hardest tasks regarding the management of the country of Hearts had been mostly or completely attended already. To his dismay, by the dreaded person that dared attack his thoughts with her presence; none other than the recently gone "Aria Hadron Scherzi", the "white neck mercenary" foreigner.

She had been efficient in hearts, and he briefly wondered how much she had done during her very short stay at Diamond if she had earned the attention of Sydney Black, the prime minister of that land at the other side of the mirror and his self-proclaimed rival. For some reason that bothered him.

During the fight with the Jabberwocky, he had ended up teaming up with Sydney. After the fight, he had wanted to run to Alice and cradle her in the safety of his arms but he could not do so because she had been doing precisely that with her lover Blood Dupre, he mad hatter. Instead, he had reduced himself to enter into a verbal spat with his so undeservedly called rival, until the Black rabbit had asked him about his relation with the other foreigner and they had gone into another argument until it was time to come back to his own duties at the castle of Hearts; leaving behind that other haunted place and wishfully, the dreaded memory of her within it.

That had been his plan at least, but unfortunately everything reminded him about the bloody mercenary. Even the accounting records had traces of her with her onerous payments!

Hu huffed. Having no other option, he decided to take a break. Maybe a good book would suffice to entertain him, so he headed to the library and there he found the "king", the roleholder everyone always forgot about and who currently was revising some history books when Peter came in.

"Lucky surprise to see you here, prime minister. Looking for something in specific?" - The king barely acknowledged him engrossed as he was into whatever he was researching and Peter knew that it was related to her.

"Nothing else but a bit of entertainment your majesty. I find myself in need of some mental distraction."- Peter merely answered, not in the mood for conversation.

"You don't need to explain. We know that the recent events and the thoughts of lady Hadron's lost fills everyone's minds."- The king took out more books from the shelves.

"Id rather her be banished from memory. The sole effects of her presence are unbefitting to enter our minds"- Being reminded of her was the last Peter had come to look for.

"Yet they do, and her value and contributions to our lives, and all the effects she had are undeniable. You should appreciate her help at the very least in the tedious management of this country. Not to mention that without her the Jabberwocky would have never been stopped. So we all own our lives to her" – The king said dryly, clearly sharing or liking the prime minister's opinion.

"I own or hold no appreciating for such callous vermin." – Peter hated that the king's words were true.

The king shut close the book he had in his hands and Peter saw the ire in the kings eyes, remembering and understanding that the king was a roleholder too. Which meant that he had also fallen in love with the foreigner.

"She made such advancements in the administration of this place during her stay in this world that yours pale in comparison prime minister. Had we have her around here she would receive the highest charge and praise she deserves." – The king's look was harsh and unforgiving- "Do remember that you are easily replaceable, white rabbit."- Suddenly, the king smiled with coldness -" Yet I will make use of you by the power and authority of my role. FOLLOW ME "

Peter had never though much of the king and never had the sovereign used his role's authority to order anything; however, seeing the king issue a royal command and turning around andwith the regal grace he never showed, made him rethink his position and opinion of the older man.

Without a sound he followed the king.

They reached the monarch's own office and the king went to a painting, and from the safe hidden in the niche behind said painting he took a key, which he used in a secret compartment inside a grandfather clock to take out an old pocket watch. The watch didn't have hands or face.

From the same compartment the king took out a small bottle filled with a small quantity of an octarine glowing liquid, such color belonged to only one substance. A potion of hearts.

"Despite your opinions or your will, as your role commands, you are to ensure the benefit of this country prime minister. As such, by the power and position of my own role I command thee to take an oath for the benefit of Wonderland and the country of Hearts."- He gave a knife and the pocket watch to Peter- "Take the clock and let your blood sign an out on this watch."

Peter was surprised and outraged. He wanted to throw such clock straight into the king's face, but he couldn't. The clock burned in his hand and he found himself unable to disobey the king's command, which meant that Wonderland was validating and enforcing this. Maybe as a punishment for of sorts. It had been unwise to diminish and underestimate the king, a role that in the past had truly hold power, even if now it had only just the remembrance of such.

The white rabbit cut his own hand open with the knife and his blood began soaking the clock, but rather than drop to the floor, it was being absorbed into the metal devise.

The king then took out a locket from his clothes and opened it. Inside it was a little painting of the lost foreigner and a lock of multishaded blond hair that obviously had belonged to her. The king of Hearts approached the rabbit and put some her hair lock in the center of the clock. Then he took the bottle to let the liquid fall over the clock.

"I didnt' want to resort to this, but you leaved me no choice. If wonderland needs a life anchor to bring her back, so be it. Such a shame that such powerful items are being wasted like this, yet situation calls for it." – The look the king had gave away nothing.

Peter felt a burning sensation into his own clock and ended up in his knees panting, still holding the clock in one hand as the drops of glowing liquid transformed into a jewel that reformed the face of the clock as the hairs extended and transformed into hands for clock and then the remaining drops of the liquid finished the job by creating the cover encasing all. After the burning sensation ended, he noticed that the pocket watch's clock had started going at the same pace that the clock inside his chest.

"Go away. You are dismissed." – The king walked past him and headed to his desk to continue his own work- "Wonderland will make sure that she comes back if she's alive. And when she does... if she dies or gets hurt so will you prime minister."- The man grabbed some documents and began reading them before silently adding- "…Unfortunately, the same goes too for her."

The next morning Peter woke up curled and hugging his pillow. He had such a bad dream last night... wait... why did his pillow moved and why was it so big and hard?

He opened his eyes and saw that he wasn't hugging a pillow at all. He screamed. It was the dread of his life, the mercenary foreigner, who woke up at Peter screech. She rolled back on the bed to gain some distance and hissed at him with evident confusion and daze. In the night table on her side of the bed Peter could see the pocket watch the king had given him and this foreigner's empty vial.

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Sadly I have limited time to write, so updates will be determined by which story is reviewed.