DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING!
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Alice and Tarrant sat in silence for a while before either was able to speak. When they were able to speak again after such a shock Alice turned to her husband, "Tarrant, what are we going to do? I don't want this, but I also know from previous dealings with Underlandian prophesies that this will come to pass to whether I want it to or not. I know that we can not run form our destiny but I didn't want this. I simply wanted to be your wife."
Tarrant held her as she broke down crying out her grief of the life they were not now going to get to live. He knew that they would have to take on the monstrous role of ruling Underland and he was as unprepared for the task as she was. She being the rightful ruler, he simply her husband and regent.
"My love, we will get through this. I know that this isn't something you planned on happening and to tell the truth neither did I, but we can't run from this dear one. You are a Hightopp now and we do not run from our destiny, but instead embrace it. So that is what we are going to do. Your mother was right we have Mirana here to help as well as the Black King."
Alice knew he was right of course, she couldn't run from their destiny. "Can I ask you something Hatter?" she asked using his nickname.
He looked down into her brown eyes and then said, "Dear, you can ask me anything you know that."
Gulping down the lump in her throat she quietly asked "Can we at least spend the time we have left before we have to take over at your home. I want to at least call it home for the little time that I can before I have to take the throne."
He smiled at that and nodded for he too wanted to go home even if it wasn't going to be his home for much longer and like her wanted to spend his last days of freedom there with her.
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Later that afternoon, they left their chamber to inform the queen of their decision to return to the Windmill if only for a few days. After saying good bye they made their way back to their now temporary home. Both saddened by the prospect but knew there was nothing they could do about it now.
It was early morning when they made it to the Tea Table in the Glen, both exhausted from the trip. Alice was literally dead on her feet and Hatter had to carry her the rest of the way to the house. Once inside he carried her to their room and laid her on the bed before climbing in with her and falling into a deep sleep.
