Magnificently Mad

Heavens Evangel

Rated: M

Pairing: AlicexHatter/Tarrant, Mirana/OC

Disclaimer: Alice in Wonderland does not belong to me, only OC's do!

"Sleep my Alice, I will be here beside you... always." He whispered against her ear as she began to fully drift away into dream land. "I love you... my Alice."

And in her sleep, she smiled and uttered those words back to him. "I love you... my Tarrant."

Chapter 6: Super Size Me

Blake followed Chess reluctantly through the garden of singing flowers, all the way to the palace of Mamoreal. The place was brilliant and huge, even more so since he was the size of a girl's plaything (how close to the truth that was going to be he had no idea as of yet). He had a frown on his face the whole walk, not only was he partially naked, he was barefoot and he could feel things staring at him, it irked him to think that he was being ogled.

Chess stopped at the palace gates and misted away. "From here on you're on your own little human."

He gulped. "On my... own... but wait!"

"Go into the palace and I'm sure you'll be bound to run into someone who could help you." a large grin appeared in front of him and the great big mouth opened to laugh.

Blake felt all the blood leave his body as he turned literally to a sheet of white.

Chess chuckled gaily before fully disappearing.

Blake fell over and sat there in the dirt, his heart would give way any minute if he continued to receive such scares. First he falls through a rabbit hole and then he lands in this weird place, drinks some weird concoction, got shrunk to the size of a doll and now he feared that he was going to die here from a heart attack. He frowned, and then glared at the palace. I'll get my answers... in there... and I'll make someone bring me back to size... I hope this doesn't affect something I think rather important.

He stood and recomposed himself. He dusted off the dirt from his underwear. I'll make whoever's in charge get me new clothes and demand to be sent home. He nodded sagely as he stomped his way passed the silver gates and up the pathway. He managed to sneak into the palace and his resolve dissolved instantly as he was impacted with the sheer grandeur of the palace. He had been to Buckingham palace many times before but this... this was pure beauty, nothing in England or India, or any of the many places he traveled with Lady Alice compared to this.

Everything was a brilliant beautiful white, pillars of marble and white stone encrusted with diamonds and pearls at their base, glittered in the light that illuminated the halls. Blake was in total awe and amazement at the sight set before him. It was like something out of a dream, and as he stared, he failed to notice the white haired woman with lips painted dark rouge walking down the hallway alone.

When he noticed her he felt all sorts of things. He shook off the more... ungentlemanly thoughts and took off after her. "Hello! Hello Miss, I'm in need of assistance!"

"Mmm one of the Rodenta Knights?" She looked around and then down by her feet to see a little man, jumping up and down for her attention. She looked at him with her dark eyes. "Oh my!" She kneeled down to him. "What is it you are in need of help with my dear? I do believe I've never seen you in Underland before..."

"I'm from London! I fell through a hole while searching for someone." His face colored at the closeness of her face to his very ungentlemanly appearance.

"Lun...don.... oh... OH!" She eeped and lifted him up, setting him on her hand. "Were you looking for a blonde and bold girl by the name of Alice?"

"As a matter of fact I was! Is she here?"

"Yes she is." She smiled. "But I do believe she's rather... occupied with the royal hatter." She couldn't help but giggle like a school girl. She shook it off. "Well let's work on getting you back to size and getting you some proper clothes shall we?"

"Yes! That would be lovely. Thank you."

She smiled warmly and stood up, lifting one side of her skirts and heading off towards the kitchens. Once there she noted that Thackery was not there. "Mm must have gone off with Mally for tea." She brought him to the table and set him down. "There now, let's fix you up."

"It's not going to hurt is it?"

"Oh no dear, not at all." She smiles and looks over the ingredients. "Let's see... bottled goat's breath, venom of a shadow serpent, a pinch of hope, two spoons of love, and a drop of royal blood."

He paled as she combined the ingredients together. He feared what that concoction would do to him and how it would taste like.

She stirred and took in a deep breath of it, letting out a deep groan from the back of her throat. She gave a sheepish look and blushed a bit. "Pardon me." She took a bit of it on the spoon and brought it to him. "Here, this will make you all better."

He stared at the spoon, dreading it, but forced himself to drink from it. His eyes widened at the taste. It was sugary sweet, maybe it was that added love. Suddenly the things around him grew to size and he heard an ominous rip, followed by a cool breeze. His face colored.

She couldn't help but look him over, but she quickly looked away.

"F...Forgive me for such rudeness!" He covered himself in embarrassment.

Oh no there was nothing little about him now... She shook off the thoughts forming in her mind. "I'll call a maid to get you proper clothes."

"T...Thank you."

"In the mean time," she grabbed an apron that she found and held it behind her for him to grab, "wear this..."

He took it and held it up, he saw it was quite frilly, but it would at least cover him up. He put it on. "I'm covered." He said softly.

She turned and smiled. "Well now that you're at the right size..." She looked up at him, noting he was quite tall even at regular size; such a trait fascinated her to the point of losing her train of thought. She shook it off. I'm getting easily distracted... but he is well.... She quickly stopped her train of thought. "I'll lead you to where you can get fitted for some clothing and perhaps you'll like to talk?"

"Ah... yes..." He suddenly felt like he was forgetting something, but let it slide.

"Well since you'll be staying... Perhaps names are in order."

"Oh right!" Maybe that's what I was forgetting... "I'm Lord Blake Adler, I work with Lady Alice at a trading company."

"Ah, her father's business." She nodded. "I am Mirana."

"Mirana..." He smiled. "It's a unique and oddly beautiful name, I am glad to have the honor of knowing it."

"Ah... well let's go, I don't want you catching a cold wearing so... little."

He colored again and nodded. His hair over his shoulders and eyes and he bowed his head in embarrassment.

She glided away, leading him off.

They passed several maids who occasionally stared in shock or passed a giggle or looked their way almost expectantly.

But Blake ignored all of them, despite how pretty they all were. He couldn't help but be enchanted by this... Mirana woman. She seemed so... so strange. Unique. He liked that. There was no woman in London who looked or acted as she did, very much less carried themselves in the same way that she did. And how the hell did she glide like that? It baffled him.

She stopped. "Here we are." She smiled softly, "A servant will help you and lead you to where I will be. I hope you'll find everything to your liking." She gave him a nod and opened the door for him to enter the room.

He entered, forgetting that the apron did not cover his back. He looked around the room of white. "Is everything in this castle white...?" He asked softly, noting how the light filtered in and gave the room even more brilliance.

Mirana chuckled a bit. "Well... this is the castle of the white queen... I believe it comes with the territory." Her eyes caught sight of it and she blushed, turning away slightly as she reached a hand to rub the color out of her cheeks.

"I didn't mean that in an offensive way." He said as he turned towards her.

"None taken." She smiled softly to him. "I will see you once you're more decent." She turned to leave.

"Ah... thank you Mirana." He watched her stop and turn her head slightly.

"You're welcome." She smiled from over her shoulder and called a maid over to see that he got fitted in some proper clothes before leaving him entirely.

Blake was left there watching her leave as several maids came to take care of his little clothing problem. I know I was supposed to do something... but now I've completely forgotten it. Oh bother... He was so lost in thought he hadn't noticed the tailor come in, measure him and leave, or the maids helping him clean up. He was so lost he hadn't notice them staring at him and the scars across his chest from being in duels of honor and common scuffles while overseas with Lady Alice, he didn't even notice the tailor come back with a rather nice suit that rather suited him, black with dashes of white to compliment his crazy hair. He finally snapped out of it when a maid tugged his hair on accident while trying to brush through it. "Ouch!" She mumbled an apology and Blake shook it off, reaching to brush through his hair himself. He noticed he was wearing new clothes and shoes and blushed. Was I that out of it? He inwardly sighed and tied his hair back behind his head so that it rested against his back.

"Come with us Sir, we'll take you to where you need to be."

He nodded and followed the women; he watched his surroundings carefully, enjoying the architecture of the building. He stopped when he noticed that the women before him had as well, he looked up at a pair of large ceiling high doors embellished with bright silver swirls and borders. This place does not cease to amaze me...

They opened the doors for him and motioned for him to enter the room.

When he entered he saw Mirana sitting on the throne, speaking to some of her court. He walked in a little more and waited there for her to finish. She's a royal of some sort? Somehow I'm not entirely surprised, she seems like one... but not at the same time, if that even makes sense. This place is screwing with my logical mind I think...

Mirana saw him and smiled softly. She motioned him to go over as she dismissed her court members with a nod of her head. "Hello Blake." She stood and glided over to him gracefully. He looks different with clothes on; I almost miss those muscles... She shook her head. I'm getting as bad as the hatter with my inward ranting; these are terrible thoughts to be having about someone I just met...

He looked at her. She's beautiful, even more now than before. "So... Mirana... or shall I call you your highness?" He asked with an innocent smile.

"Please just call me Mirana while we're alone."

"Alright." He smiled at the privilege of being able to call her by name. He felt warm from it, but it was something he had never felt before. Curious.

She gave him a once over and noticed his face had a new wound on it. "Oh dear, how did that happen?" She motioned towards it.

"Hmm oh this?" He reached up to touch it softly and sighed. "It must have happened when I fell to this place... Why is there a floating piano in a hole that can easily be fallen through?"

Mirana blinked at him. "I must say I have no idea. That rabbit hole seems to be getting more and more dangerous from what Nivens has told me..."

"Nivens?" He raised a brow with a questioning look.

"Yes, didn't you follow him here? I haven't seen him all day."

"No... I just fell through and followed a strange cat here."

"Chessur... that mischievous feline. He didn't scare you did he?"

He cleared his throat to hide, in vein, his embarrassment. "Well I did think he was leading me to my doom, I mean really a talking and disappearing cat, I know felines can show up at any random moment but that was utterly ridiculous."

She chuckled at him a bit. "He scared you that badly?"

He paled. "Please m'lady my pride is already damaged."

"Forgive me." She smiled at him and led him to where he could sit.

"You're forgiven." He smiled back, sitting at the steps of her throne.

She sat beside him instead of in her rightful seat and smiled more. "Blake?"

"Ah yes?" He turned his attention to her.

"I left a message with Alice that you were here, but I don't think you'll get to see her any time soon. Is there a reason that you wanted to see her?"

He thought about it, he nearly forgotten what he wanted. "Oh, she was leaving the company and I wanted to know if she needed any assistance. Her mother had told me she was leaving the estate and I also didn't get a chance to properly say goodbye to her."

"I see. What is Alice to you?"

"She is a friend. We traveled a lot together in the last four years. Lord Ascot put me in charge of accompanying her while on her travels."

"Ah so you're sort of a guard for her?"

He nodded. "A woman alone in an unknown place where she has no acquaintances is a dangerous thing. A man alone is one thing, and although I know she's capable of taking care of herself, it was too much of a risk to just send her out there alone."

Mirana smiled. "You sound like you're an older brother to her."

"You could say we've become that over the years. I was upset that she left without telling me where she was going though."

"I understand. Tarrant was quite different when she left, happy on the outside, total wreck on the inside. It was tragic."

Blake looked at her raising a brow. "And this Tarrant person is...?"

"Oh the royal hatter."

"The Mad Hatter that Alice mumbled about?"

"The very same."

"I see." Silence loomed over them and he suddenly remembered something rather important. "Mirana... I was wondering."

"Yes?"

"Is there.... a way for me to get back?"

She looked at him, the smile on her face faded. "There... is no way to return."

"..." He stared at the floor and then to his hands. "No way back..."

AN: Sorry sorry sorry sorry! I'm so sorry this is so late. I've been busy with school and thus super swamped with work I need to catch up on because I'm a huge procrastinator.

I wanted to draw a picture of Blake but my tablet's not working properly, if any one wants to give it a shot go ahead I'd love to see how others would depict him. :D

Rodenta: yeah… made it up, couldn't think of a name for rodent knights… so… yeah not all that creative with the name -_-() I tried.