“How about this? Join me and I release your little friend,” Midas smirked and gestured for a golden Cozy to walk up. Her face was blank like the guard’s, and she stood facing forward obediently.
“Well, she ain’t really my friend,” Cheshire smiled. “Why should I care?”
“Oh no? Then what if I do this?” Midas said and Cheshire watched as a wing was slowly being melted off. “If she is fully melted, even the gold can’t bring her back. Now, choose, Cheshire.”
Cheshire huffed before she told him her answer.
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