Disclaimer: Same as first don't own it, only a poster.

Chapter One

The sun shone brightly through the window of a delicate blue room. The soft eggshell blue seemed to glow in the light; unfortunately the one person who would notice seemed to not be awake. The girl of nineteen was lying on the bed with her riotous blonde curls covering her face. Her face, which seemed to be of porcelain, was scrunched up as if dreaming of something that did not agree with her. All of a sudden she jerked up in a shock, her hazel eyes flying open as she gasped for air. Slowly she came to her senses. " It was all just a dream," she whispered softly to herself.

"Alice? Alice are you ready yet?"

Whipping her head in the direction of the door Alice replied, " Not yet mother, I've just woken up."

"Alice we're going to be late! You must hurry, we don't want to keep Lord and Lady Ascot waiting!" her mother, Helen Kingsley, said as she opened her daughter's door.

"I'm terribly sorry Mother, I will only be a minute."

"Here let me help you, it will go by faster, and I will be sure that you are dressed properly"

"Must I wear a corset and stockings they are absolutely horrid."

"Without them you wouldn't be properly dressed."

"Whose say is to say what is proper? Would you wear just an underdress if it was proper?"

"It is not proper so let's not worry about it, but for this I must insist that you wear all of the proper clothing, and we will not leave until you do!"

~One Hour later~

Riding in the carriage both Kingsley women were glaring at the other. Alice was glaring at her mother for the obvious reasons. She had lost the battle, but decided she would win the war, the war against corsets and stockings. Her beautiful blue dress would have looked fine without either, in her opinion. Her mother was glaring for the reason that they were later then even she expected for them to be.

After raising Alice she had learned to tell her daughter what time they were leaving thirty minutes earlier then what they had to. By that time they arrived on the right time to wherever they had to go. Only on rare occasions, mostly due to fighting over clothes, do they arrive late. No, today was not a good day to be late in Helen's opinion. Today was the day Lady Ascot and her were supposed to finish up plans on Alice and Hamish's, Lord and Lady Ascot's son, engagement party set for close to a month away.

Luckily the ride was almost over. Ascot Manor was in view to both mother's and daughter's relief. Stopping in front of the manor they were greeted by Alistair, the Ascot's butler, whom informed them that the Ascot's were waiting for them in the garden for tea. Turning a corner of the hall, Alice could hear Lady Ascot talking.

"Really Harold, If this happens at their engagement party too, it will be the end of the world. By this rate we will never get the details done, then our poor Hamish will never get to ask her for her hand!"

Alice paled immediately hearing those words come from Lady Ascot's lips. She hoped she had hear wrong, and none of it was true. Coming to the doors to the patio, Alistair stepped to the side and let them through.

"Finally you have arrived! I was beginning to wonder if you were going to show up," Lady Ascot said in a snide tone as she saw the Kingsley's approach.

"We're terribly sorry. We were running behind a little." Replied Helen.

"Of course, we'll have to remedy that before next month, though."

Hearing this, Alice paled even more, and started to worry that what she heard a minute ago was really happening.

"We will don't worry." Helen said as she pulled the still shocked Alice to a chair to sit down. Tea was then served to all. While sipping on their tea, Lady Ascot and Mrs. Kingsley started on the topic of the party next month. Since her husband Mr. Charles Kingsley, had passed this was the only thing to keep one Helen Kingsley out of her grief. The thought of Alice being taken care of and married put her mind at ease. Both ladies were so engrossed in the topic at hand that neither had noticed they were mostly through their first cup and Lord Ascot had left them.

By this time, Alice was staring out into the garden planning and plotting her own escape, both from the table and the upcoming engagement party. She never could stand the Lady Ascot and the way she would talk down to everyone she knows, including her own family. The frivolous conversations all the people around her bored her to tears, and Hamish was the worst. He was exactly like his dear mother. That was enough to put Alice off there. While he was a lord, no title was worth putting up with him. Not even if you called her Your Majesty.

She was still staring out into the gardens when she notice a bush moving not to far from her left. At first she just ignored it thinking it was an animal, but after another few minutes she noticed white and blue flashes in the same bush. Her curiosity got the best of her.

"Mother, I'm going on a stroll through the gardens."

"Alright dearest, please make sure not to get lost though."

"I won't Mother." With that Alice was off. As she walked she kept an eye out for movement in the bushes. After walking a ways away from the table, she finally saw movement. Speeding up, she saw a white rabbit jump out. Not just any white rabbit though, this one was wearing a navy waistcoat. When he took notice of Alice standing there, he reached into his pocket and out came a gold pocket watch. Tapping the front face of the clock, put it back, and took off in the direction of the woods.

Now many people would have thought themselves mad from seeing this sight before them, but Alice. Her curiosity burning, she took off after the rabbit. Racing through the forest, she came upon an old, gnarled tree that looked vaguely familiar. In between a pair of roots was a rabbit hole. She walked over, and sat next to it. Leaning over the mouth of the hole, she braced herself on the edges, and looked in to try to see the rabbit. The hole was too deep to see far into. As Alice leaned further to try to see deeper she didn't notice the ground crumpling around her hands. The edges gave way, and she plummeted into the rabbit hole head first, screaming along the way.