A shiver ran down her spine at Alice's words. As if hypnotized for a moment at the corner of her eyes she could see the sight of woman in red, smiling wide from one ear to another, a cold gaze over it, one that was deeply cold and icy.
When Alice spoke again, Ariel finally snap out from the daze, "Do you understand why Morpheus was so upset at her?"
Ariel frowned, "Are you sure that was what had happened?"
Alice tilted her head briefly, wondering why the girl had asked her questions instead of trusting her. Pretending not to know, she smiled, "Do you want to ask Morpheus himself what had actually happened there? He was there to see it happen."
Ariel shook her head and confirmed that it seems to be right that somehow Circe had gathered the witches to be killed just for the King's sake.
