Alice had sat in silence and listened to Michael as he mumbled to himself. She returned to staring off into space but was interrupted when she was grabbed by the hair and tossed over his shoulder. She let out a small squeal of pain when he pulled her hair and even more squeals when he slapped her bottom. She didn't particularly enjoy being tossed around, but she didn't have a say in anything he did to her. She sat on his lap, her arms around his neck as she stared almost lifelessly as the court entered the room.<br/><br/>A woman stood at attention and stared up at him. "Your highness..." She said blandly. The rest of the court joined in, in saying a collective 'your highness' to him.<br/><br/>Sent from my LG-H900 using Tapatalk