Chapter One: Carriage rides
"Mother, do we HAVE to go." Alexandra Potts sat next to her little brother in the carriage. They were on their way to Hamish' wedding party. And she couldn't care less. She didn't care about Hamish and stupid Fiona. All she wanted to do was walk around London with Kat and Lou, her best friends. However, they were married now, to two charming gentlemen, a count and a baron, so they didn't have time Alex. Alex herself was not married. She didn't see the reason. She was perfectly fine on her own. However, her father, Charles Potts, was looking for men she could marry, but only the best were enough for his little princess… but Alex wasn't little anymore, at least in her eyes. She was almost eighteen; she could almost take care of herself. Almost decide for herself. Until then, she had to listen to her parents, who were dragging her to the wedding party for Hamish and stupid Fiona.
"Charles and I have been working for Lord Ascot for almost twenty years now; we owe it to come to his son's wedding... " Alice said.
"Now that you wouldn't marry him… " Charles joked, and recived an elbow in the stomach from Alice. Alex smiled. She had often wondered how her father could put up with Alice's strangeness. Her mother believed in... fairytales. Just like Tim did. Alice had told Alex and Tim stories of a place called Wonderland, since they had been little kids. She still told them for Tim, who believed in everything she told them. Ever since her infancy, Alex had heard about evil Queens, with big heads, talking cats and mad hatters. Impossible things. Things that was not real. And Alex believed in real things, things that you can touch and feel. That was the way to get by in this world.