It seemed that the Witch had done the job for the ghoulish servents , holding their rather long hands out showing him the way to the Kngs room, an invisable figure following him the entire way, the only thing that could be seen was the small shimer from the felines tail ring every now and then.
The last ghoul pointed to a rather large set of doors, one door seeming to open on it’s own, the voice of the King broke the silance of the castoe “Come in Kura” he spoke already reciving word on who was venturing the halls of the castle, turningso pale lavender eyes met the witches crimson ones”what can I do for you?” He asked, he knew the Witch alright he had met him threw the arch hare and the Cheshire cat , speaking of which the cat took form behind the Witch “Well this is an interesting turn of events~” He purred floating into the room above the witches head
The witch hiccupped in response, an amused expression playing across his gaunt features. A few pink bubbles escaped his mouth as he did, and he wondered what that odd substance had been. A shrinking potion? A happy potion? He had no clue, but it would be nothing sinister.
“I could do with some company.” He mused out, before he cast a glance at the cat. In truth, the Witch was very anti-social. He hated people, he hated talking, and he preferred to be alone. “Though, that’s to be polite. What I’d actually enjoy, would be a quiet room on my own where none of the morons from my town can find me.”
Ah, a truth drink. That was fine by him; it wasn’t any secret that he would prefer to be alone.