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Chapter 8--Trial and (Dis)order
From that point on, Kelia decided to pay close attention to her new companion. She resembeled him so much; she even acted a little like him! Sure, she was a bit more timid and much more thoughtful, but...
The black-haired girl smirked as she made her way through the dark hole-in-the-wall (long story). This, if nothing else, was going to be fun.
"Court is now in session!" That, along with the sound of a badly-played trumpet, were the first things Siria heard in this new, bright room. Almost everything was grass- the ground, the hedges, even some parts of the wall. Speaking of those creepy walls, it seemed like everything was painted on in this room, even the sky.
"Court?" Siria asked, looking over at Kelia. "This is the weirdest Courtroom I've ever seen." Kelia replied, smiling at her.
"Her Majesty, the Queen of Hearts presiding!" Siria let out a sound mixed with confusion and amazement as she spotted the speaker- the very same white rabbit that the two had followed to end up here.
"She's the judge?!" Siria followed Kelia's gaze towards a round, fat woman clothed in a Queen's outfit, hearts covering just about all of the dress. "Judge?" Siria looked from Kelia to the Queen of Hearts, utterly confused. "Who's on trial?"
"You are." The two girls watched as a figure waltzed past them, clothed in a dark-crimson cloak. Kelia's ears twitched slightly at the sudden appearance of the ponytail-ed figure, not enjoying the feeling that came off of her.
Those eyes... Siria gulped as she watched the woman make her way to where the Queen was sitting, uneasy. "You two! Present yourself in front of you're Highness NOW!" The Queen of Hearts boomed, making both Siria and Kelia jump. The two scurried towards the stand in front of them obediantly. "What did we do!?" Liadain smirked at Kelia's demand, amused at her sudden anger. "Silence, brat! Before It's off with you're head!" The Queen shot a glare at Kelia, the glare turning into a soft, almost respectful look as she turned to Liadain. "Please continue."
"Thank you, You're Majesty." Liadain broke into a small bow before turning back to the confused teens. "If you really must know, Kelia, you are charged with plotting against the Queen and being an accomplice to the charges against...Siria." She replied, her grey eyes landing on Siria.
"But I didn't do anything!" Siria shouted. "This Court's out of order!" Kelia joined in angrily. Ignoring the girls' shouts, Liadain turned towards The Queen. "You're Majesty, would you like to end this tyrade?" The plump woman nodded her head. "Guilty! Guilty!"
The next string of events happened so quickley, neither of the accused could remember what exactly happened. "GUILTY! Liadain, you know what to do!!" The Queen bellowed, outraged for no reason at all. "Yes, you're Majesty." Liadain smirked and dissapeared, last seen in a running stance. The next thing Kelia knew, she was watching Siria clutch her heart, the burnette stumbling to keep her balance.
Kelia's shouts were too far away; too fuzzy to understand. The only thing she could hear was a voice- that Pale-faced woman's voice.
"You're hearts have finally been connected."
