New story, new plot, tell me what you think of it so far xxx


This was the happiest day of my life. I could barely contain myself and keep to the steady rhythm as I trailed down the isle that had been created by hundreds of citizens either side. All eyes were on me as I floated in ecstasy towards my soon husband-to-be. I ran the last meter or so impatiently and the audience laughed.

When I looked up at Tarrant through my veil, he was smiling.

"Eager?"

I replied by beaming up at him.

We turned to Mirana who had insisted on marrying us and she smiled at us.

"Today, these two people will be united in matrimony and will become seen as not two, but one through the eyes of every living creature of Underland…"

Mirana continued with many heart filled words and acted as a sort of best man or chief bridesmaid, like we had in the world I came from. We spoke our vows and I ended up crying as Tarrant reminisced on every special moment we had had together, including those that were not that pleasant.

After only about 15 minutes of standing at the alter, my veil was lifted and I saw Tarrant clearly for the first time. His skin was the least white I had ever seen it, but his eyes were the most green I had ever seen them. In fact, if he went to the above land, he could probably pass as normal. Everything about him had been toned down - apart from his eyes – and he looked like the handsomest man I had ever seen.

Then, Mirana began on the final lines that would seal our fate forever.

"Do you, Tarrant Hightopp accept this woman, Alice Kingsley, to be your wife, to help, hold and love for the remainder of your life?"

"My life and beyond. I do." He said.

"And do you, Alice Kingsley, accept this man, Tarrant Hightopp, to be your Husband, to help, hold and love for the remained of your life?"

"I do." I whispered.

"Then under the witness of these guests and by the power of the White Queen, I pronounce you Husband and Wife. Tarrant, you may kiss your bride."

We looked at each other and both leant in until our lips crashed together in an explosion.

I opened my eyes as I inhaled sharply. It was dark and I was lying down. Great, I thought, just a dream. It would have to be at the most anticipated moment as well, wouldn't it? I closed my eyes again and tried to relax, but the nagging feeling in my bladder wouldn't go away, so I decided I should visit the bathroom.

I wrapped a gown around my blown-up belly and waddled out of the door of my room at the castle. Because the baby was due to be born any day now, Tarrant had insisted I stayed at Marmoreal where there were doctors and medical wards. He was having a last minute panic about becoming a father and I had to repeatedly tell him that everything was going to be ok.

He was slightly irked that we would not be able to wed before the child was born, but traditions were different here and a child born out of wedlock was nothing to be ashamed of. I had secretly enjoyed that fact, being able to do the opposite of what was thought 'proper' still gave me an odd satisfaction.

I visited the bathroom and was back in my room within minutes. I decided I couldn't sleep, so I decided to look through some old paper on my desk.

There were so many different things hidden, screwed up and forgotten about. I found the plans for the construction of Tarrant's old village.

"Completed and successful." I spoke aloud. "See, your mother is not a typical female, and if you're a girl, you better not be like that either." I stroked my stomach as I spoke to my baby. "I hope you're a girl. I've been so sure you are from the beginning."

I thought it odd that in less than a week's time, I would be a mother. I hoped I wouldn't turn out like my mother did. I made an agreement with myself to listen to my daughter and never discourage her. I'll let her be whoever she wants to be.

Thoughts about my mother only increased as I found several old letters than I had never sent. I had told myself I would, but as my life was so perfect before I was poisoned, I saw no reason to do something that might upset that balance. But now in hindsight, I could see, that was a very selfish thing to do. I had told my mother nothing of where I was going or even if I would return, but she was about to become a grandmother and I thought she was entitled to know that much.

I took out a clean piece of paper and an ink pen. After starting at the blank piece of paper for several minutes, I put pen to paper and tried to express all the emotions I had felt for my mother over the last few years into a single letter.

Dear mother,

I am so sorry for not writing once these last few years, but the life that I have made for myself has been so perfect, I couldn't fathom leaving and if I wrote often, I feared I might long to return to England.

No, I am not residing in England, but a place much further away, yet closer than you think. It is a wonderful place, mother and I dearly wish you could see it, but I believe it is something you would brand as 'improper'.

I have made a name for myself also, I helped the land out at a time of dire need and so, they rewarded me with a title. Here, I am known as Lady Alice Kingsley. My fiancé is a Lord, yet we do not live in a vast castle or mansion, but a small house in a village amongst other people you might see as commoners.

I could write about my life all day, but I need to get to the point that is on my mind right now.

Within days, you will become a grandmother. I'm not sure whether than needs and 'again' on the end or not because Margret could have had several children by now and I wouldn't even know. I know what you are thinking – a child out of wedlock is a disgrace to our family name, but I am not going to hide who I am just for someone else whose opinion I don't care for. You can lie about my marriage having already happened, but if you love me as a mother should love her daughter, you shouldn't feel disgraced.

We have not yet chosen a name, but I will inform you when your grandchild is born.

Again, I can not express how sorry I am for not writing to you since I left. I want you to know, even though I went through some tough times, I always loved you. If you hate me after reading this letter, I still want you to know you will always be my mother and I will never stop loving you. I just hope the love you have for me will be enough to overlook my wrongs.

Sincerely, your daughter,

Alice Kingsley.

I folded the letter and slid it into an envelope, then sealed it with my mark. I kissed the letter softly and walked over to my window. I opened it and placed the letter on my window ledge.

"Please reach my mother safely." I whispered into the chilly night air.

I walked back over to my bed and my body was suddenly heavied with sleep. The moment my head touched the pillow, I relaxed and felt more at ease now I'd gotten a weight off my chest.

The wind howled softly outside and I watched sleepily as my letter was picked up and carried away by the wind.

This is just a beginning. I don't know where this story is going to go, whether it's going to be a romance, action, family or whatever…


Thanks for reading and waiting for me to write this if you've been waiting since my last story.

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