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 The secret ticking of a clock Early morning broke through the skies of Spades like a slow motion firework. The radiant yellowish white light decorated the streets down the thinnest of alleys straight through the stained glass of the glorious castle that houses the Queen and Jack of Spades. "Aw, man… w-what happened last night?" Alfred groaned as he weakly pulled himself up from the puffy duvet and some sheets of white blanket "Eh? Whoa! Awesome room… but this ain't my place" the young stable boy muttered in amazement as he slowly took in the intricately decorated room that is the Queen's. "Geez… I must have blacked out last night… oh yeah