Seven in the morning. The Hightopps sat at the table with the Kingsleighs. They were discussing the day's plans over breakfast. Then Tyva's remark made Alice raise an eyebrow in suspicion. "I wonder what the king-to-be will be like," she said. "You haven't met him yet?" Alice asked her with slight concern. "We have seen him around a few times, we just haven't had the chance to properly meet him. Though the chap looks quite friendly," Tarrant answered and then took a sip from his cup of tea. Tyva nodded, agreeing with her son. "He's a little too friendly if you ask me," Zanik chirped in, "I don't think he's the right man for the queen." Everyone ate the last of their food. The ceremony was to begin at noon. The Hightopps were already dressed in their finest clothes, and they were color coordinated. Each person had something lavender-colored or something close to it. It was in honor of the bride to be. Tarrant wore his normal hatter getup but instead of his normal brown shoes, he wore purple ones. Alice remembered them from when she went back to Toomalie day, the day Iracebeth came of age but lost the crown to her sister due to her outbursts. She recalled the event so clearly and also how Zanik and Tarrant argued after Iracebeth's crown broke. The hurt on Tarrant's face broke Alice and she chased after him. She smiled a bit at the thought of how stubborn the hatter was when she asked him to reconcile with his father. Alice broke out of her trance when she heard her mother complain about how she and her daughter didn't have proper outfits for the wedding. "Don't you worry about that. We have a surprise for you!" Tarrant exclaimed with a bright smile. Tyva and Zanik swiftly rose from their chairs and stood behind the Kingsleighs while they just sat there in confusion. "You're going to love these," Tyva whispered to them while she covered Helen's eyes and Zanik covered Alice's. Tarrant and his cousins ran to another room for a split second to retrieve something. They came back and sang "Ta-da!" in unison. Zanik and Tyva uncovered the Kingsleigh's eyes. Before them, on the table, lay two gorgeous light purple gowns. On top of each dress, were two small hats to match them. Helen and Alice were awe-struck. "My mother and my cousins worked on your dresses while my father and I worked on your hats. Do you like them?" Tarrant asked the ladies. "They're beautiful. We love them," Helen answered him and picked her dress off the table. Alice nodded and added, "They're wonderful. Thank you so much everyone." Zanik looked at the time and said, "You best be getting dressed then. We mustn't be late."
Mrs. Kingsleigh and Alice came down the stairs dressed in their new attire. The Hightopp clan were in awe looking at the women. "You look stunning, the both of you," Zanik told them as they reached them on the bottom floor. The rest of the Hightopps murmured compliments after him. Alice heard Aunt Bumalig say, "Absolutely ravishing!" It echoed in her mind from that time Hatter complimented Nobody after the Red Queen ate her snozzle. Alice looked down at the ground blushing as they exited Tarrant's house. "May I escort you, ma'am?" Tarrant's cousin, Pimlick, asked Helen. She looked up at him before saying, "Of course, why not?" Mrs. Kingsleigh smiled and they linked arms. Helen was starting to get more used to this place and its strange inhabitants. She kind of liked it. Yet, she still wasn't positive if Wonderland, or 'Underland' as everyone was calling it, was real. She pondered on this thought as everyone walked to the castle. Alice stayed behind a bit and waited for Hatter to finish locking up the house. Tarrant tugged on the door handle to make sure it was properly sealed. He turned around and held out his arm out to Alice. "M'lady," he said and Alice smiled then hooked her arm with his. They went to catch up with the rest.