"OHOHOHO! So here's where you hid, Owner! Not bad, not bad at all. Though not as luxurious as my castle, I can live with this as long as you pamper me like I deserve."

After leaving the world inside the book, the Queen of Hearts sat atop your bed. The scent of roses and something sharp, like citrus, emanates from her. Her red locks fell down her back, sprawling on the bed messily like spilt wine. Her vibrant red dress hugged her figure tightly, accentuating her curves while leaving none of her generous proportions to the imagination.

"You'll do everything I say and treat me like a queen, won't you?" Her voice sharpens, like a blade being honed. "It's in your best interest to keep me happy, because if I'm not... then it's OFF WITH YOUR HEAD!" Her lips curl into a dangerous smile as she awaits your response.