Mary Anne opened the curtains to let the sun shine on to Alice's face. "It's time to wake up your majesty. I hope you were able to sleep last night after that awful nightmare." Alice rubbed her eyes and yawned.
"Mary Anne did the guards see anything last night."
"No my lady. Is that what your nightmare was about?"
"Something like that." Alice reached under her pillow and felt a small object. She watched as a servant entered the room to retrieve her chamber pot.
"We'll when you are ready I will bring your breakfast to you."
"Mary Anne, you know I don't like eating in bed."
Alice waited until she heard her foot steps were down the hall before she pulled the object out. She help the pipe blowing lightly into with a smile. She hid the pipe in the chest and preyed that he would come back that night.
Peter danced across the sky towards the estate. He glided to the balcony door entered Alice's chambers, his shadow alway lurking undetected behind him. He crept over to the bed to steel a kiss. "Oh Alice," he cooed, then froze feeling the tip of a blade against his back. He pulled the covers back to reveille only pillows. "You really are a cleaver girl. Now can you please lower your sword, I'm not trying to steel from you."
"You really should be on your guard, especially around me." Peter turner and grabbed the handle, but Alice held on tight and the burning sensation returned to him as he released it.
"What kind of sword, make someone else burn?" Alice swished the sword about her.
"Only the ruler of wonderland and their champion may wield the Vorple sword."
"You never said you were the ruler," he said stepping closer.
"I never said I was the champion either." Peter could help but smile at her. "So Peter Pan have you returned for a rematch or where you looking for this?" She tossed him the pan flute, he caught it with out looking away from her as if in a trance. He took another step forward but Alice kept the sword between them as a barrier.
"I'm glad you figured I'm not a dream after all."
"I never said that, some of my dreams are so true that they become reality."
"How do you not go mad?"
"Everyone is mad in wonderland." There was a long gap of silence between them, Peter smiled at her. She returned the sword to the chest, Peter watched her like a hawk.
"Well? Why are you here? If I've given you what you want you should go." Peter smiled and inched closer to her so that their eyes were locked. His breath was warm against her skin sending a wave of tingling emotions threw her body.
"Actually you haven't, not yet."
"And what is it that you want?"
"I want you to come with me to Neverland."
"And why would I go with you." He leaned closer.
"I can make you queen."
"Who is king?"
"I am." And with that Peter wrapped his arms around her waist and carried her off into the sky.
Alice clung to him, afraid that he might drop her as she watched the world pass by. "Are you scare?" He pulled her against his chest, she instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.
"More, impressed. How are you able to do this?"
"I could tell you that I am part bird. But I would be lying." He leaned in to kiss her but she turned her head. "What's wrong?"
"I'm not going to kiss you. And I won't let you drop me." Alice could feel the air rushing past her. She looked out over London.
"Why won't you kiss me?" He began kissing her neck trying to entice her. He pulled her closer.
"What will people say, a boy being such a flirt? What happened to chivalry?"
"Then I will court you instead."
They sat side by side atop the clock tower. Time seemed to stay still.
"What does Neverland look like?"
"Nothing like this city. It's mostly wilderness."
"Are there more people like you there?" He chuckled.
"You mean charming."
"I meant does everyone fly?" She blushed.
"No I'm the only one that can fly at will. Everyone else uses pixie dust."
"You have pixies in Neverland?"
"Would you like to see them." He smiled
"Are you making me an offer?" Alice stood and Peter followed her movement.
"That depends, if you want to learn to fly."Alice turned from him, her arms out stretched as she balanced walking on the edge.
"I can do so much already. Like gravity I've learned that what goes up," she turned folding her arms behind her back, "must go down." She leaned back and let herself fall. Peter jumped down after her. She smiled as the wind rushed past her, peter managed to get beneath her, allowing her to fall without harm. Peter eventually carried her to a roof top.
"Why would you do such a thing?"
"To see if you were really trustworthy." Peter leaned forward, trying once more to steel a kiss, and once more Alice turned her cheek.
"Why can I not kiss you." I protested, she paused to think of her response.
"Is a kiss all you want?"
"If I could ask for more I would." Peter played with her braid.
"Than a kiss might be to much for you." She turned from him but he grabbed her and would not let her go.
"Why won't you let me kiss you? What are you afraid of."
"I'm not afraid of anything. It's the laws of wonderland. I must remain virtuous until I am married or lose my throne."
"Then marry me." She pushed away
"I can't. if you are king, our lands could not unify, and if your are a peasant..."
"Then come with me to Neverland he begged. "We need a queen."
"And sacrifice my own land! You know nothing of my land or politics. Who are you to be so selfish!" She pushes him but he would not release her.
"I did not mean it that way. I didn't know you we're the queen." He kisses her forehead. "We're you born to be a queen?"
"No, I fought for it and was chosen by the people. How did you become king?"
"I was born."
"Oh so that's why you think I'll give you what you want." He chuckled.
"You're to young to be a ruler."
"So are you."
"Actually Im almost a thousand yeas old. Time stands still in Neverland, so no one ever ages."
"I don't believe you. And I'm not going with you to test your accusations." Peter just chuckled some more. Then the clock bell rang. Peter looked at clock.
"I should get you home."
He flew with arms stretched out, Alice laying on his back her arms around his neck. He landed gracefully on the balcony. He held her hands is his.
"Will I see you tomorrow?"
"No, tonight was my last night here. I'm going back to wonderland tomorrow."
"Then I'll come to wonderland."
"Peter, if you are king you should not leave your country." She leaned forward standing on her toes and kissed him. He grabbed her blond hair and held her there. Alice tried to pull away but his lips were soft and incising. He moved his lips against hers. Alice closed her eyes and kissed him back. His stubble tickled her cheek. She moaned softly as he pushed her mouth open. He ran his tong gently across the roof of her mouth. He wanted more, he began moved her closer to the bed, but she stopped him.
"Good night Peter." she painted blushing brightly. He didn't want to let her go. He clung to her night dress.
"When will I see you again."
"I'll be back here next year." He nuzzled her forehead kiss.
"May I visit wonderland?"
"Why? do you wish to follow me?"
"No I wish to court you." She looked up into his green eyes and could tell he was serious.
"I will stay an extra day. Come back tomorrow night. I'll take you with me." Peter kissed her excitedly. "What will happen to your land?"
"I have a trusted advisor who I can leave in charge." he kissed her again. "where is the looking glass and how do you make it work?"
"I'll show you tomorrow, for now it stays in the chest over there."
"is that why your so protective of it."
"well it holds the most important artifacts in wonderland, with out it my kingdom will be lost."
"then i will protect it with my life, as well." he picked her up and kissed her once more. "I hope the dawn never comes and it stays night forever."
"Peter shoosh, if my guards hear you…"
"they can not ketch me, I can fly." he continued to kiss her, "I wish I could take you to Neverland."
"Maybe someday Peter, for now I should return to bed." He then carried her to the balcony doors.
"You promise you will be here tomorrow."
"You have my word as queen." Peter gave her one last kiss before taking off. Alice watched as he soared through the sky. She smiled at the thought of him courting her.
she closed and balcony doors, making the room darker and quieter. Pulling back the covers she heard footsteps.
"Mary Anne?" no answer. she turned back to the balcony, "Peter?" no answer. she turned to retrieve the sword but felt a cloth over her mouth. She kicked struggled against her assailant. the pungent smell of the cloth, made her feel dizzy. All she could see was a shadow, as her hearing became distort. the last thing she could hear was "welcome to a never ending nightmare."