Tarrant

So what did you expect when you honestly expressed your opinion about the Red Queen's new hairstyle after she said, "I won't be offended," knowing it was most likely a lie? The shackles pressed uncomfortably on your wrists when the wall you were chained to gave way with a loud bang, the bricks breaking as if they were straws. Beside you lay a pale man with his red, tousled hair standing on end, and his clothes were far from perfect, as if they had been put on in a hurry. You had just assumed the man was dead when he suddenly stood up, spinning his head like a top, muttering something rapidly. However, he stopped upon seeing you before speaking again: — Down with the bloody witch?

"The tone was curious, looking at you with an expectant gaze. You looked at each other like that for a few seconds before hesitantly and shyly repeating his phrase, and it seemed to turn him on. His smile widened, quickly standing and picking you up, carrying you down the corridors of the dungeon, shouting ever louder: "Down with the bloody witch! "

That's how you met your husband. He was strange, nervous, but sweet, and he stood by you like a rock.

A thick fog, through which the silhouettes of trees distorted by the fire were faintly visible. Tarrant's homeland, where he often takes you for a moment alone, enjoying the peace and quiet of marriage, when Cheshire appeared... Your husband's eye twitched, but Tarrant didn't immediately dismiss him, engaging in a light argument until, suddenly, your husband's eyes began to turn yellow, causing you to quickly lower your gaze. Standing up, your husband began insulting Cheshire: "You thought only of your own salvation, you cowardly, vile, flea-eating, belly-fed, glutton." And then again he began to make up words, raising his tone: “You vile, fishy-smelling purr!”

You slammed your palm down on the table, calming him down and returning his eyes to their bright green hue as Cheshire quickly disappeared. "That's it. Thank you."

Tarrant smiled widely and sat back down as if nothing had happened, popping a waffle into his mouth.