Life in the Palace

The Royal Family

Growing up in the Red Queen’s palace.

Characters

Queen Scarlett

An ambitions, manic, narcissistic undiagnosed bi-polar 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. Freaks out over little things. Her son is Joker.

King Victor

A powerful, manic, and slightly crazy King who has somewhat of a heart. He has dark gray horns that twist back, gray hair with a white streak that matches his son’s. Married to Queen Scarlett, but close to the White Queen, Mirana. He has strong powers who use them lazily and chaotically at the same time. But he’s mostly a laid-back guy.

Queen Mirana

A caring and compassionate and thoughtful Queen who rules under patience and kindness. She looks out for others constantly and takes care of her sister’s son whenever her sister is being crazy. Adorned with silver jewlwry and glimmering white hair that she leaves down, past her shoulders. Her nephew is Joker.

Intro

There was a large event for royals in a couple of days, a form of business meeting or something like regular discussion, and they had all migrated to Queen Spade’s kingdom to stay for a couple of days until then. It was starting to storm in the kingdom’s outskirts where they stayed. Queen Scarlett, King Victor, Queen Mirana and little tiny Prince Joker, only three— they were all housed in a small villa (that frankly, wasn’t too small compared to average people, but Scarlett was thinking otherwise) that could house maybe up to seven comfortably.

Her red nails tapped against the counter, rapping with barely contained fury. “—Come on. Gross! This is incredibly stupidious. They had no room for royals? Stuck is in an awful small place like whatever the hell this is?” She scoffed.

King Victor sat on the house, his wings draped behind him as he yawned slowly. Lazily glancing at Joker, then Mirana, then back to Scarlett. “We’re all comfortable, what’s the big deal? Settle down, darling. It’s okay.” A slight eye roll, leaning his head against the pillow, not bothering to hide his exhaustion from travelling.