AN: Okay so I was originally not intending to do this bonus chapter, but I decided that I could not resist an did it any way. This may just have been a set up for a third book though, *sigh* Oh well, I love writing!
The Blue Queen and her closest family members walked in the gardens of the Blue Castle. The adults chattered and admired the flowers, the Blue Queen and the eldest of the Duchesses fanned themselves furiously in their attempts to cool down from the heat.
Their parents had been wise in choosing to sit in their seats under the shade instead of out in the sun. The children seemed unaffected as they ran along the cobblestone paths, the three of them, Ceilidh, Terressa, and Althea, ran through the gardens, playing a game they had named, "I see, I see!"
They had to avoid each other and if one of them was seen by the other, the one seeing them would shout at them and the person caught would be it.
Terressa hid behind a maze like wall and slowly backed up and around the corner.
"I see, I see Terressa," Ceilidh shouted, "Terressa is it!" Terressa turned around and faced her niece, younger by two years. Ceilidh screamed and ran away from her and around the corner.
It was easy for Ceilidh to lose her aunt; after all she was nowhere near as fast. She ran until she came to a large clearing, oddly enough, there was a large room, full of mirrors inside. Ceilidh thought this would be an excellent place to hide and snuck in.
The room was full of mirrors all around her, but none were as big as the one at the very end. Ceilidh could have sworn that she heard something whispering. Curious, she walked closer to the large glass. The whispering seemed to grow louder.
"Come to me, come to me child of the seal. Come to me, you have a destiny to full fill with your cousin and aunt. Come to me; come quickly before they discover you! Come to me little Princess." The voice whispered to her.
She stepped closer and stopped right in front of the glass. "Who are you?"
The voice seemed to laugh, "I am everywhere and nowhere. I decide whether you live or die. I can change the fates. I can protect or abandon you. What am I?"
Ceilidh thought for a moment, "You sound like the air, but I don't think you are. How can you protect or abandon me?"
"I'll show you, just touch the glass." Ceilidh stretched out her hand and could nearly feel the humming of the glass. "Quickly, someone is coming! Touch the glass!" Ceilidh hesitated. What would her mother say, "TOUCH IT NOW!" The voice seemed to scream in her ears. Ceilidh reached out and nearly touched the glass but suddenly stopped she felt a strong hand on her shoulder.
"Daddy," she smiled. Alick stood with his jaw set and his head held high. Ceilidh frowned; getting the feeling she had done something wrong.
"Ceilidh," he said and knelt to look at her at eye level. "What are you doing in here? Why aren't you playing with your cousin and aunt?"
Ceilidh shrugged and looked at the ground, "I came in here to hide from Terressa, and she's it. Then the glass started to call to me, it told me to touch it."
Alick stiffened and his eye brows creased. "What else did the glass say?"
Ceilidh shrugged again, "It called me child of the seal. It said I have a destiny to full fill with Althea and Terressa."
Alick suddenly pulled Ceilidh into a tight hug. "Promise me that you'll never come in here again without an adult. Don't ever touch the glass either. It's dangerous and you shouldn't be in here, understand?" Ceilidh nodded.
"Yes papa, I promise." She said and walked with her father out of the large room of mirrors.
Later that night Ceilidh lay in her bed, unable to sleep. She had barely stopped thinking of the mirror since earlier that day. She clutched her stuffed white rabbit tightly as she thought to herself. "What harm could come from touching that mirror? Father said not to go in their without a grown up, but in sounded like there was one already in, so what's so wrong with going in there again? If I touch the glass and nothing happens then nothing will go wrong, and if something does, there is an adult. So why can't I go in?" her mind was made up.
Ceilidh got out of her bed, gripping her rabbit tightly and left her room. She walked by her parents room, hearing her father snore softly. She opened the door and looked inside. Her father had his face buried in her mother's neck and she was hugging him tightly. Assured that they wouldn't wake while she was gone she shut the door and left.
The night outside was cool, but to Ceilidh it seemed to grow colder with every step she took towards the hall of mirrors. She entered the room and heard the large mirror whisper with a sound of thick satisfaction, "Welcome back little Princess. Come, touch the looking glass." Its voice invited. Ceilidh stepped closer to the mirror and clutched her rabbit tightly.
"But Daddy said not to touch the looking glass, he said it was dangerous." She said to the glass.
"But your father doesn't know that correct? He's never touched the looking glass. Come little Princess, come and meet me." The voice beckoned, sounding desperate.
"I think I'll listen to my Daddy. He's a knight and knows what he's saying. I'm starting to think I shouldn't have come here in the first place." She said and spun around, her hair whipping back as she turned. Something suddenly tugged on her hair and pulled her back with it.
Ceilidh whimpered and looked behind her, dropping her rabbit on the floor. Her hair was caught in the looking glass. Ceilidh tugged on her hair, trying to free herself from the glass. The mirror seemed to screech in delight.
"You've touched it, you've touched it!" Ceilidh whimpered and tugged on her hair.
"But I don't want to go! Mummy, Daddy!" She screamed loudly as the glass began pulling her in. In a matter of minutes, Ceilidh Calder had disappeared from Underland completely.