☕️ Alice Spills the Tea: “The Forbidden Brew of Lady Belladonna”
From the Quill of the Mad Tea Mistress
Gather ‘round, my mischievous muffins, because tonight I am serving a steaming cup of scandalous story steeped in wicked whispers and shadowed sips. This tale comes from the ink-slicked corners of the Twilight Herbarium, a long-forgotten apothecary once hidden beneath the Weeping Wisteria Trees of Crimson Hollow.
Yes, we’re diving straight into forbidden tea territory. Buckle your corsets.
Once upon a decidedly cursed moonrise, there was a witch named Lady Belladonna of the Thorned Teacup - and yes, that was her full, unapologetically dramatic title. She didn’t brew tea, darlings, she summoned it. Her potions disguised as floral brews could charm serpents, unravel secrets, and, rumor had it, make time skip backwards just long enough for you to un-say something stupid.
But her most legendary concoction? The Velvet Reversal. A brew said to undo any mistake, any heartbreak, any regret - if, and only if, you were willing to pay the tea's true price.
One evening, a mortal noble (read: emotionally constipated man-child) came galloping in, begging for a cup to erase a scandalous love affair that had gone terribly public and even more terribly poetic. The duchess was now pregnant, the tabloids were frothing, and his mustache was trembling with shame.
Lady Belladonna poured him a cup of shimmering violet tea that smelled like apologies and tasted like forgotten kisses. He drank.
And vanished.
Poof.
No more drama, no more noble, no more awkward family dinners. But he didn’t die, darling - no, no. The Velvet Reversal simply unwound his presence from time itself. Like he never existed. No one remembered him. Not the duchess. Not his pet falcon. Not even his favorite tailor.
But Lady Belladonna? She remembered. And she wrote his name on a little black napkin and tucked it in her spellbook… with about a dozen others.
They say she still brews Velvet Reversal tea for the truly desperate. But the price now? Oh, honey. It’s steeper than ever. (Pun absolutely intended.)
Moral of the story:
Sometimes it's better to face the fallout than sip your way into nonexistence. And always read the fine print on magically suspicious tea blends. Especially if they sparkle.
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