Disclainer: I don't own this one either.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Greer - Mamoreal~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
My legs were too tired to support me any longer. I collapsed my lungs screamed for breath and my body ached. Not far behind Alice and Tarrant gave into the exhaustion that had threatened to take over as we ran. With a small wave of her hand, eight knights came forth and dragged us to the dungeons. After they depositid us and left I couldn't help but hear Tarrant and Alice speaking softly as sleep raged war with my instict to stay awake. Sleep was the victor.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Alice - Mamoreal dungeons~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Tarrant held me close as he whispered soothingly to me,"Shh, Mo Bhilis Ghadh." His soft coaxing lulled me into a calmer state.
"Hatter," I whispered as I clutched the flaps of his overcoat tighter. He gently kissed the top of my head still craddled in his hand. A small sob escaped my being, I burried my face further in his shoulder, inhailing the intoxicating scent taht was my Tarrant.
"Get some rest love. Johanna and I helped out uncle build these cells, we know how to get out. When we've rested we'll escape, Witzend may be the best place to hid fo-"
"But Tarrant, we can't! I don't want you to be in pain by returning to that place!" his eyes softened and he smiled lovingly. He looked so much like my father when he did that I cried fresh tears.
"I won't be in pain love. As it turns out, all but five of us survived by some miracle. Most managed to hide themselves in the Outlands, but some - like johanna, my mother Beagan, and my uncle Calgary - hid in your world. Surviving by usind our trades to make money. We'll be fine," he kissed my cheek and humed a lullaby so complicated and sweet I became to tired to follow it. Sleep stole my sight and dulled my senses into a calmer state of mind. No fair him using his lullaby against me!