4.Our Distance and That Person
Everytime he touched her arms, she pulled them away to a safe distance. Maybe it was an instinc, but Hearts didn't love that. Each time he leaned down to kiss her, she looked to another way uncomfortably... never giving what he desired. Even holding her hand was impossible, she barely allowed that.
Her unhappiness could be easily read on her face, her posture... her movements. Everything was uneasy, everything was more difficult than it seemed.
Now she was standing on the green hills of the Wonderland, his dark eyes watching her back. She wasn't even facing him.
His arms were crossed tightly over his chest, his lips were looking like a thin line with silver jewelary placed here and there. His aura was darker than usual. He didn't like the way how she was sad. She never deserved such bad feelings. If only she let him, he would make her more than a queen. But he knew she would never.
"Let's go home." He said with a mute tone, unreadable. His snake looking eyes never let her away.
Alice only shook her head, long brown hair already dancing with the chilling wind. She was staring at a far distance, unhappy.
"Wonderland is not my home." She murmured.
The King of Hearts knew it wasn't about the Wonderland, but it was just a mad hat maker. Approaching at Alice to take her hand in a firm but gentle grip, the tall man gave a tug at her.
"Neither that wicked world you used to live." He smirked a bit, not deviously. She finally stopped resisting and let him lead the way. "But I can be... if you want." He was giving one of his famous seducing smiles at the young woman.
Her sadness never failed and no answers came from her soft lips. He never expected one anyways.