Sorry for not updating but I hope this makes up for it:
~ Third Person POV ~
Noticing how dark the sky is getting Mirana spoke, "We must all get to bed, soon the morning will bring us new treasures. Besides we all must get a good nights rest before the party tomorrow evening. Alice dear let me show you to your sleeping quarters."
"Alright." Alice spoke though her mind still tumbled over all the new information into her companions' pasts.
"I will join you, my queen. I still have yet to see your gown for tomorrows events...so I can build an appropriate accessory." 'Though you need no more than those eyes to turn all others.' The Hatter thought, though these thoughts he had yet to speak out loud.
"Of course my Hatter, let us be off."
Walking down the corridors to Alice's room the group fell into silence. Alice taking up the rear watching her fellow companions carefully as though they would chatter without her watching eye. In the front Mirana and the Hatter could feel their newest friend's eyes on them, thus prompting a silent conversation between the two.
Passing through the music conservatory the Hatter perked up whistling a tune Alice had never heard. Mirana began to giggle to herself obviously trying not to loss her calm, proper demeanor. Realizing the heavenly sound was that of his love the Hatter began to whistle louder forgetting all about their company. The two began to dance down the halls as they laughed and whistled in unison.
'Hatter get a hold of yourself one of the others could...she looks beautiful tonight with the moonlight glittering off her hair....her laugh...' These were just a few of Hatters thoughts as he and the queen spun through the empty halls.
'We haven't danced like this in years....well we haven't been together in years but even before...it was either you dance to be married or/and only with a knight...it was 'keep your structure strong' and 'no freestyle'....I've missed this so much...I've missed him' Mirana thought as she spun in a twirl lead be the Hatter
'Lets try and get this straight...they were best friends as kids...no...they still are...okay...and...he loves her...but does she....could she....wait is it even possible...who am I kidding this is wonderland nothings possible it just works....'
Twirling to a stop in front of a grand alabaster door the couple was almost hit by a dazzled Alice. "Th..This is my room!"
With a small frown the Queen questioned, "What you don't like it?...The hatter and I worked hard on the decorations." she turned to the hatter in a melancholy way.
"No...no, not at all I love it. It's just....It looks huge and this is just by the door."
"Well we must look inside and see what you think then. Tarrant seems to think you'll...how did you put it lo..Tarrrant?" Mirana spoke quickly covering up her mistake.
"Die of excitement were the words my queen." 'Did she just almost say what I think...no...no of course not...just hopeful hearing...she deserves a prince not just some half mad hatter.'
Smiling Alice opened the door and gasped at what stood beyond it. There were pictures not only of all her friends here but of her sister and mother...wait it couldn't be their in a silver frame is a picture of her late father smiling and hugging Alice. Bringing water to Alice's eyes. Trying to cover up her tears she scans the rest of the room. The walls holding her treasured pictures were the shade of light blue that always gives her hope. The bed a queen size with purple blankets and lavender pillows to match. Walking under the threshold she could see how long her room really was. To the left was an open door leading to what looks like a white bathroom, and to the left stood a long table with many chairs and tea on each seat.
Once the others realized what Alice was looking at Mirana spoke, "Tarrant figured when the rain begins to fall you could continue your midnight storytelling in a warmer place."
"Not to be rude I love it but why not the kitchen..I don't feel right making you give me this when there is another perfectly adequate place in the palace."
Turning toward the Hatter, Mirana spoke with a the tone of holding back a laugh, "We got band from the kitchen." At Alice's glance she continued, "We didn't even do anything bad...wait I am queen how could I be band from my own kitchen." She realized looking at the Hatter for clarification.
"My queen do you not remember, Leonard has the worst temper..we had been band since childhood but with your second crowning he let us go back in. Said we could have one more chance." He waited for a reply, in return he received a smile telling him to continue. " But last month we were banned because apparently we are not allowed to make tea water balloons and least of all through them in the kitchen." he finished with a chuckle
They then received a quizzical look from Alice.
"Well what else were we supposed to do the staff was out on holiday and we were going to clean it up before he got back." Mirana spoke up laughter evident in her eyes
'Why do I feel like I am the parent in this group?' "Why the tea water balloons?"
"All the cups were dirty and we were bored its not like we haven't done it before. But we probably shouldn't have done it in the kitchen that is what got us band last time or was it cream balloons?" Mirana questioned her friend
"I believe it was cream remember how it splatered against the windows?"
"Oh of course how could I forget..Remember once we cleaned it all you were banned from visiting me for a week."
"Do I remember, that was the hardest climb of my life. I still say you should have grown your hair out like Snow White was it, and helped me climb the window."
"I think its Cinderella, and I did lend you a later." Mirana argued back and began walking to the door.
"Maybe it was Ariel, and for your information the later only want have way." Hatter responded catching up to his love at the door.
"Good night Alice, and no it is not Ariel she's the mermaid girl." Mirana replied walking away
"Good night Alice, well its certainly not Cinderella she was the one with the glass slipper." The Hatter replied once again catching up to her.
"Can you imagine that would be so uncomfortable."
"And those shoes you wear are comfortable?"
"Well no but no one can see my feet through this dress. So no one can tell if I have any on." Mirana smirked
Alice nestled in to bed listening to her friends' argue down the hall until silence enveloped the room and she drifted off to peaceful sleep.