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@Simon-Says

(Okie, that's neato!)
Charlotte narrowed her eyes. "Well, that's stupid, but suit yourself, I suppose," she shrugged and picked up her book.

@Simon-Says

(Okie!)
Charlotte rolled her eyes. "Yes, I'm well aware of that fact, as you keep repeating it, often followed by the sarcastic use of the word 'darling," as if I'm too imbecilic to notice where I am. "

@ElderGod-Icefire

Name: Aster Riley Hatter
Sexuality: Pan?
Age: 18
Personality: Aster is a patient, king person for the most part, quick to smile and laugh. He can be very creative. While he can be a little crazy, like his father and grandfather, it isn't too bad. He hates the fact that he hardly ever sees his grandfather, and so has become a guard at the castle in order to see him more often.
Appearance: https://www.menshairstylesblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/09/6-Hot-Blonde-Teen-Boys-447.jpg (don't question the name of the link XD)
Distinguishing marks: Wears a top hat in homage of his grandfather, all the time. Has a small tattoo of a black rose on the back of his left hand.
Favorite/ usual outfit: Top hat, nice clothes. Typically wears his armor when he's on the job.
Favorite Weapon: Sword
Backstory: TBD.
Powers (op is fine): Illusion - Can create and change illusions as he sees fit. With enough concentration, he can sometimes alter reality.
Zodiac Sign: unknown
Hogwarts House: Gryffindor or Ravenclaw, idk which
Other:

@ElderGod-Icefire

(thanks!)

Quinn sighed.
"Sir?" came a voice. There was a tall guard standing in the doorway.
Quinn turned. "Yes?" he asked.
"I-oh. Who's this?" the guard asked curiously.
"Alice's daughter. What do you want?" Quinn asked.
"Oh, right. I was sent to deliver a message." the guard, Aster Hatter, handed Quinn a letter.

@Simon-Says

Charlotte looked over her shoulder at the guard in the doorway and stared for a moment before giving him a tentative smile and wave.

@ElderGod-Icefire

Quinn took it and opened it, reading it quickly. "For the love of-" he broke off with a soft growl, stuffing the letter in his pocket. "You, keep an eye on her, make sure she doesn't escape." he said, and left the room quickly.
Aster sighed. "Oh, boy. Prisoner duty." he muttered, taking off his helmet and raking a hand through his dark blonde hair. He looked over at Charlotte. "I'm Aster Hatter, by the way."

@ElderGod-Icefire

Aster chuckled softly. "Yes… the king has a habit of doing that."

(Ooh also, this is going to be a true love triangle, where like everyone has a crush on everyone XD altho obviously one of the guys will end up being with Charlotte, otherwise it gets boring for you. But yeah. Idk if I'm explaining myself well XD)

@ElderGod-Icefire

Aster was silent, drumming his fingers against his armor with a soft sigh. He had wanted to visit his grandfather, but he guessed that that wasn't happening.

@Simon-Says

"Your - your - nevermind," she thought better of it. Don't bring up the fact that his grandfather is in prison, you idiot.

@Simon-Says

(Oh that's hella fun. I have to go sleep, but do you think you could start? Sorry, I just - doNOT like trying to start, too much anxiety XD)

@ElderGod-Icefire

About a week later…

Quinn sighed softly, straightening his suit and heading into the ballroom. God. He didn't want to dance today. But on the plus side, maybe he would take someone to bed tonight. That always helped with his mood. He grabbed a drink, taking a long sip, and felt the burn as the alcohol made its way through his body.
Aster was standing to the side, in a suit. He wasn't on duty now, and was at the ball to have a little fun. Dance, eat, drink. Just have fun. That was all. He wasn't sure who would be there, but it didn't matter. He could have fun no matter who was there.

@Simon-Says

Charlotte hummed as she finished crown braiding her hair. She wasn't excited, exactly, but at least this would be something more interesting than reading in her room for seven days. She hated dressing up, so she was still wearing her black dress. Maybe someone will ask when the funeral is, she thought with a smile. Once she was done with her hair, Charlotte opened the door to her room and walked out, closing the door behind her. After a few seconds of looking around, she located the stairs and very carefully made her way into the ballroom, standing along the edge.