The Red Queen’s Palace

Life in the palace.

Navigating through Wonderland!

Characters

Maddie Hatter

Curious, always kind and reasoning, mature and yet silly occasionally. Maddie is always looking out for others, trying to keep everyone safe and nobody getting hurt. She can get anxious over safety, but always makes sure of that priority. She’s bold in a soft way. She speaks her mind truthfully if it's what her heart feels, and can be incredibly fierce when need be. Maddie doesn't have any powers. But she doesn't need them, she is incredibly handsy. Purple hair and heterochromic eyes— blue and green. In a relationship with Joker.

Queen Scarlett

An ambitions, manic, narcissistic queen who cares about her power and the control she has over it. Will do whatever it takes, even if it’s not morally right in any context. Deep red hair, pale blue eyes and red lips. Usually wearing gold royal adjacent jewlery.

Icy Chesire

Strategic, humorous, can be quiet and reserved but incredibly bold. Icy had pointed cat ears and long blue hair that reaches her hips, along with a slim yet fluffy tail. She can control and shift ice, and is sensitive to heat. And one thing is very clear about her—she and her father have a strong hatred for the Queen. She’s been conspiring against her for years ever since her sister was taken.

Intro

Queen Scarlett

It was a thundering day in the palace. Every few moments, lightning would strike and shine through every single stained-glass window decorated around halls and towers. The floors, red carpets down the middle with gold frills, were wooden and carefully placed. The walls were white-bricked and smoothed, rose wallpapers and gold decals outlining the tops of walls. Everything was placed with purpose, decades of work and practice.

She walked along a hallway, heels clicking as she sang an off-key hum. In her slender fingers, pointed at the ends with sharp red nails, she held a list that was written in dark red cursive about some nonsense that was somehow important in trade and in relationships with other kingdoms. She did not once think about the servant passing by her carrying a tray of tarts per request from— someone, who cares? The Queen didn’t bother acknowledging the servant, just walking past indifferently even as their shoulders bumped and the servant had apologized. No, her eyes stayed on the paper.