allow me...
{ @udjulianna }
♞ - Gardening was not a habit that particularly suited the roguish knave, but even he had to admit a certain fondness for the roses and their cloying scent that seemed to so thoroughly permeate Queensland. It was a fragrance that could conjure home no matter how far one may be and the lanky young man found himself wandering about the familiar twists and turns of the Majestic Maze simply to run reverent fingertips across dewy petals like a child who hadn’t a care in the world once more. More than footsteps on cobblestones, a slight change in the wind, a perfume not native to the land itself, roused Jack from his musings. Moving silently in boots which had long since been worn to a level that they felt more like a part of him than not, the Knave snuck around a corner and came face to face with a lady.
Rapid blinks attempted to dispel surprise. This was Wonderland, however, and surprise hardly lasted more than a second and wouldn’t have lingered one breath longer should she have had twenty heads atop spindly necks instead. “Oh dear— a pleasure to meet you Miss!” With a sprightly step back, he continued, “As a representative of the Royal Court, please do allow me to introduce myself.” Sweeping into a low bow, the cheeky scamp couldn’t help winking when he glanced back up, “Mr. Right, or as some boorish fools prefer Jack.” Straightening up, thin fingers carefully reached for her hand. “Of course, you could call me whatever you wished fair maiden.”
Seeing a golden opportunity for an afternoon of amusement rather than introspection, the Knave seized it before the pretty young thing could scamper off. “Please do join me for tea and cake. Say you will!” Mahogany locks fanned against a cheekbone as his head tilted, most beguiling smile painted across pert lips. “I’ll even allow you to trounce me at croquet if that is your desire. But just this once.”
