This chapter is a little weird I kept rhyming and even I don't know why. Not gonna lie I scared myself a little. ;P

~ Alice POV ~

Once again as I fall a sleep I dream of crazy places and things. Though this is not a dream I see and the rabbit hole no longer frightens me.

I'm here to meet the hatter for our nightly spot of tea. Walking closer to the forest I know he will be there and surely so will Mirana. 'I've noticed something peculiar when I'm with the Hatter and Mirana, he never seems crazy. Though he still loves the riddles, so does Mirana. The Hatter no longer losses his mind around the queen and often I think there is a twinkle in his eye contrary to the darkness before the war. I believe I see love in his eyes and even in her's. But they will not admit it witch makes things so much worse.'

I'm thrown from my thoughts by the sight in front of me. I have made it to the meeting spot and I see Mirana and the Hatter talking like old friends would. 'They never talk like this together around me.' The position they're in is one of comfort but I can see they each are holding something back. Wanting to hear more I try to quietly position myself behind a tree.

As they continue I notice each talk of their childhood of long ago. 'Maybe they were friends before...What if they were more?'

A few moments pass but they seemed like hours (beilieve me holding your breath for that long hurts) I could see the pair slip into silence. But to me it was uncomfortable I was intruding and any move I make I feel they would hear. Thus I hold my breathe. Once I felt I could no longer stand this I chose the time to enter their moment.

In a second the queen was standing up again and the hatter was blushing madly. The queen thought I'm sure she noticed chose to stop any further embarrassment and didn't turn toward him.

"Hello Alice dear, how have you been?" The queen spoke softly looking like she was also trying to hide a blush.

"Just wonderful, Queen. And you? How are those party preparations going?" I felt the need to bring up the ball though I still didn't understand why it was being held. But I knew I made a mistake once I heard the sharp in take of breathe from the hatter.

Turning toward the hatter the queen gave him a knowing smile which I can not comprehend and spoke once again, "It is going just fine my dear. Speaking of such I must be going." Giving me a hug and Tarrant a slightly tighter hug walked further in to the woods.

After a few acward moments Tarrant turned to me and asked, "So what story shall I tell you tonight?"

Thinking back to the conversation I over heard earlier I spoke, "How about you tell me the story of you and the queen." At my words he froze.

"What makes you think I have a story with the queen."

"Come on hatter there is defiantly something here. So..."

Sighing he spoke "Where should I begin..."

"At the beginning of course!" I interrupted.