If you are under the firm belief that I own Tin Man, you are gravely mistaken.
Ambrose dressed after surgery from having his brain put together again. The zipper was no longer parting his hair and he felt refreshed to be whole again. Recovering from the surgery would be a long process, but he was well prepared. The essence of Glitch being reunited with his memories of Ambrose made him remember the girl whom he was forced to part with for their safety. The Queen's right hand man knew he had to find the girl he left behind and he decided he would find her as he put on his pants and under shirt then secured his pants with suspenders.
It was good to be in his uniform again, in all its glory, no tatters or tears. It was fresh pressed and pristine. It smelled like her... Ambrose slid on his socks then stuck his feet into his boots as he took in the smell of lilies and lilacs and grapefruit. Of course his own earthy mus was among the smells of freshness, but it was hers he missed the most. It was hers he needed and longed for. The man pulled on his uniform jacket and fixed the cuffs then buttoned it up. The scent wafted into his nostrils causing Ambrose to inhale deeply.
She would be nineteen soon... He remembered her as a child, always curious and eager to learn. How she was so excited to be rewarded with the title of Master of Beasties once she finally reached the age of sixteen. He had requested for her father's permission to take her hand in marriage on that day.
Ambrose sighed and trudged out of the room and into the corridor, maybe the young woman he had fallen in love with was lost in the fight against the darkness. Hr hoped that thought to be untrue.
From the end of he hallway the queen called his name, bidding him to follow. She asked him how he felt and what it was like to be whole again. They spoke casually about the future of the kingdom and how to rid the remainder of the shadows from the corners of the OZ. Still, Ambrose couldn't shake his love from his mind. "Master Ambrose, are you all right? You seem a bit distant today," the queen asked with concern for her right hand man.
The man replied easily with, "I will be fine, I'm simply getting reacquainted with myself is all, Your Highness. It's nothing of importance, I assure you." How could he say that Liliana wasn't of importance? He missed her greatly, longed for her. Nothing of importance? That was a lie.
The queen let a smile grace her face, knowing what he was thinking of. Of course, that is what it seemed to be in Ambrose's eyes of course. As they headed through the palace corridors the man's mind continued to wander and wonder and hope. "It won't be long, Master Ambrose," the queen murmured as her shoes clicked alongside the clunking of his heavy boots. "We're going to the garden," she elaborated, seemingly teasing the man's creative and imaginative mind. This little knowing game she was playing was too unfair.
One never knew who would be in the garden at any given time and the right hand man's mind was spinning with all of the possibilities. Maybe it was simply DG, Raw, Cain, and Az in the garden to see how he was fairing after the procedure. He wanted it to be his Liliana. But it could simply be no one and only act as a secluded place to talk about taking back the OZ. There was no point in asking as they would arrive in the garden in only a few minutes, and what harm would a few minutes do to one man's mind? Hardly any - if at all!
So he waited.
Once they arrived at the garden he could see some sort of large winged creature in the midst of flowers and large, shady trees. As they drew nearer, he realized it was a hippogryph with a speckled grey head and wings, horses hooves on its hind legs, and lions claws on its forelegs. Ambrose remembered that these were very territorial and honorable creatures from the books Liliana had kept in her father's study and grew weary. "Are you sure we should be approaching a hippogryph in such a fashion, Your Highness?" He asked, not showing his insecurity about the majestic creature.
"We'll be just find, Master Ambrose. It's all taken care of," Lavender Eyes assured him nonchalantly as she strode toward the beastie with him.
As the two drew near, he saw a hatchling come from around the beastie's hind side and hands holding and grooming the elder hippogryph. It had to be Liliana on the other side, unless he had become some sort of delusional mad man from the surgery or something like that. Ambrose hoped it was not that, thought it led him to wondering if Liliana was all a fragment of his imagination and he really was some delusional mad man simply dreaming up his fantasy woman. If that was the case, he might as well be alone forever. Ambrose shook his head; that would not be that case. It couldn't be.
Then he really woke up.
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