#(IM SO CURIOUS TO WHAT KAI WOULD SAY IN THIS SITUATION CONSIDERING HE HASNT LET MISKAI BE QUEEN AT ALL REALLY

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@crimsonkaiser​ Sent: An 𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐀 Sentence Starter (Accepting!)

❝  it  was  a  nightmare.  it’s  all  right,  you’re  safe  now.  ❞ [to Misaki for Broken

She finds herself in the palace courtroom, cobwebs and dust decorating the one pristine walls of the once lively space. It’s been all been unused since the incident, locked up and left to rot and decay as time marched on. After, it was the place where it happened; when her entire life changed forever because of that girl clad in blue...

Misaki takes a few steps forward as she tries to find her footing. The room was incredibly dark, as dark as the abyss of her heart had become over the years. Her approach is then stopped as a lights suddenly comes from above to illuminate several spots on the floor. A hand then moves to cover her mouth as she takes in what she sees before her, the horrifying image she’s been afraid of since she that day.

Heads...Decapitated heads drowning in pools of presumably their own blood are scattered throughout the room. Despite the large amount of them, Misaki recognized each and every person they belonged to. She had long since memorized every face in the palace, from the lowest servant to those who bore special roles within this destined game of hers like Miwa or Ren. Her eyes lay witness to all of them, all those who knew her, all those who loved her, all broken and gone...just like her parents.

Well, all except for one. One person was missing from the graveyard of familiar corpses, and luckily (or unluckily depending on your view), that missing person soon revealed themselves as another spotlight shone at the judge’s seat in the very back of the courtroom. There Kai was, being held by the ears attached to his tiny white body by someone else. And it is the sight of that person, clad in blue and holding a croquet ballet that was dripping in red blood....that causes her to fall to her knees and tears to form in her eyes. 

It was...

“So, Little Princess...”

It was happening...

“It’s time for us to see....”

It was happening again...

“Have you been a good queen...”

Just like the last time...

“Or...a bad queen.”

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She finds herself screaming in her sleep, echoes of her cries could be heard throughout the palace. Like in the past when her nightmare's are this intense, the ground beneath the world begins to shake and the sound of a crack fills the area. Another blow to her heart had been dealt, this time not by a past memory but by her own inner fears manifesting. The color of it has grown an even darker grey. There wasn’t much of her once pure white heart left to break. 

What would happen when it was all black? 

Would any hope of saving her be gone when all the light leaves her?

Misaki is then brought back to reality by a touch on her hand, a warm touch akin to a gentle fireplace. Teal eyes, red and filled with tears, meet concerned emeralds eyes belonging to her rabbit. Seeing him causes the shaking to slowdown, just as her own heartbeat started to slow as she breathed in and out. The temporary panic she had caused the world had blown over, with everything slowly resetting to the way it should be, like fixing a game board after a player knocked over some of the pieces. 

❝  it  was  a  nightmare.  it’s  all  right,  you’re  safe  now.  ❞

His words confirm it for her. She was awake. What she saw...it wasn’t real. Everyone was...okay. Everything was...okay, except it wasn’t. Misaki’s heart was still bleeding, despite Kai’s best efforts to try and stop it the only way he knew how. She may appear to recover from these nightmares in a timely manner and then go about the next day as if nothing happened thanks to her planned schedule allowing her to not think at all, but...one could only do that for so long before those thoughts crept up. 

And if that schedule should be thrown off all together, leaving her alone with those thoughts and feelings she’s been repressing, then...the game really was going to go into it’s next phase, a phase that should have happened ages ago...

“Kai...?” 

She speaks aloud for the first time in days, squeezing the hand that was in her own. Usually after a nightmare she’d simply calm down with his company in silence before going back to bed, but...it was clear this nightmare was different. Why else would the world have reacted with such force in response to what she was feeling. 

“Am...am I...a good queen...or....or a bad queen?” 

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