“That problem still hasn’t been solved?” she asked with an eyebrow raise. But then he turned the topic around, saying he thought he was done down there. Her face also grew serious, looking down at the floor as she moved a blond curl behind her ear. “Honestly, I thought you were, too.” she said, looking back up at him. “Scar, you don’t have to show or tell me how grateful you are.” she said, shaking her head.
At his next words, Mariela couldn’t help but smile, her smile softening as Scar closed the distance between them. His hand was on her cheek, and Mariela stared up at him. She reached her hand up to put it on top of Scar’s, continuing to look at him. “You don’t have to be, Scar. I was only doing what I’m best at…” she said, giving a soft smile before growing serious. “Saving the one’s I love.” she then said.
Scar nodded half heartedly. There was no sign of the demon spider in the castle now, so it was safe to say that the drama was over for now at least. Suda, the blacksmith would keep the Alp in the loop as to what else if anything that they found, though it was clear she had moved on to another kingdom. Changes were now sweeping through Greed, and it truly was for the best. Scar found Marelia’s words to bring a great deal of comfort to him. Knowing how she felt about what had happened, how he had almost been lost to her due to the mirror. Now he firmly believed that the power that she had within her would not be used in the same sense that Lydia had used it. Still didn’t mean that the Alp would stop being protective of her. That was a natural compulsion from being in love with her.
Speaking of love, Scar smiled brightly when Mariela said with a smile, that she saved the ones that she loved. To him, that was all he ever wanted to hear. There was so much he wanted to say at that moment, and of course he wanted very much to kiss her, but he knew the time for that was not quite right. Not know. She had her family to focus on, and her friend, Tessa. Scar had not forgotten about them.
“You saved me in more ways than you could possibly know, My Lady.” he spoke with the utmost respect, and with drew his hand, letting it fall to his side.
“I shall leave you to get dressed, I imagine that your family will be waiting for you in the dining hall.” He knew he was keeping her, and the last thing he wanted to do was hold her up. He made a polite bow, and then spun on his heel to head back down to the dining hall, where a wonderful buffet awaited them.
Mariela removed her hand from on top of his when he spoke, so he could move his. She gave him another smile, before nodding her head. “I’ll be down in a moment.” she said, giving a curtsy when he bowed before watching him walk away. She turned around to the mirror, removing her clip from her hair and then shaking her head to free it. She took a few moments to dry her hair, before turning and walking back into the room.
She placed the clip on the vanity, before grabbing the dress of her choice, and after removing the robe, she began to get ready. She didn’t know what to expect or what was to happen now, but she supposed it could be anything. She felt a new power now… probably from having Lydia’s powers within her. She knew one thing was for sure: Greed would not be run the same way as Lydia, or Mammon ran it. Things would be different. Greed would be better. Much better than it was before.
Downstairs, a few garden staff happened to be hauling in the large magical mirror that had been at the center of the maze. There was a lot of grunting and struggling going on as the golden framed piece of furniture weighed a great deal. It was about seven feet tall, and the frame itself covered in various animals and creatures that were both magical and not. One of the staffers tripped on a rug, and he lost his grip on the edge of the mirror. The whole thing was about to fall forward, when thankfully he managed to catch it – but in doing so, pressed on a certain little creature. The mirror shook violently for a moment, but then settled. It was almost as though the man had activated it.
“Blimey, that was close.” The groundsman said, as they hung the mirror on a wall in the newly refurbished ballroom. You see, the works to get the ballroom back into tip top condition had been going on for some time and when the maze had been beautified by the Princess’s magic it was decided that the mirror was too nice to be left in the garden, but instead be used up in the ballroom for the remodeling. The staff had no idea that the mirror was actually enchanted. It was more than just a mirror…..it was THE looking glass.
Stepping away with the mirror firmly fixed to the wall, it certainly looked like it belonged in the ballroom. One of the staffers stood in front of it, and started doing funny poses, even poking out his tongue – much to the laughter of the others.
“Come on, Jonesy. We got other work ta do.” The other garden staff filed outside, and Jonesy winked at his own reflection, before he ran off to catch up with the others. The only thing was, his reflection just stood there watching him go, and then giggled, before he went off somewhere within the mirror. One thing was sure….the mirror was working again, but the question was what would be in store for the people of Greed.
As the Alp came down the stairs and was about to walk through the Ballroom on his way to the grand dining hall, he heard a soft voice.
Scar stopped for a moment, looking about the room as he couldn’t see another person there. “Who said that?” Turning around he glanced this way and that. There was no one there.
“I thought she killed you/”
“Who? What?” Flustered now, he reached up and kept his fingers firmly attached to his hat. His heart pounded rapidly as wondered if someone had come for him. It wasn’t until he saw that the mirror was in the ballroom.
“Who put that there?!” A shriek in his voice as he ran towards it only to see the start of a female’s skirt coming out of the mirror. One small dainty shoe placed down on the ballroom floor, followed by another until Scar stopped just shy of the girl who was now fully out of the mirror.
Scar stared at her incredulously, as she smiled up at him brightly.
“Hatter, it’s me. Alice. I missed you so.”
She walked down the stairs, looking around as she did so. She had been thinking all of this time about Tessa and her brothers. She decided that afterwards, she was going to send them home. They still had lives to live, and she wanted them to continue living it out. Her life was over it – there’s were not. She wasn’t going to keep them here when they still have lives to live on Earth.
She walked through the ballroom, and she saw that the mirror had been moved onto the wall. She also saw a girl step out, and as she walked closer to Scar, she heard their conversation. Who’s Alice? she thought, raising her eyebrow and giving a look. But she walked over anyways.
“Hello.” she asked wth a kind smile, walking ovr to stand next to Scar. “I don’t believe we met. You must be a friend of Scar’s.” she then said. “I’m Mariela, Princess of Greed and Scar’s….” she then paused, thinking on how to finish that sentence. She finally just shook her head, looking back over at the girl who came from the mirror. “You are?”
Scar was just as shocked to see Alice as Mariela would be, who had come down finally from getting ready for the family luncheon. Thankfully, her family had not entered the room yet. The expression on Scar’s face was one of true surprise, and Alice…well she stood there beaming at seeing her old friend again. Course, when Mariela arrived and became formal in her greetings, Scar took a step back and placed his hands behind his back so no one could see that he was fidgeting.
“I’m Alice.” The girl said with a friendly tone as she clutched the edges of her skirt and then went into a small curtsy before the Princess. It was good manners and something that she had learnt to be proper in Wonderland. Mariela looked so pretty and it was almost hard to believe that she was a Princess of the Seven sins. She didn’t look to have an evil bone in her body, unlike the previous monarchs. “You call Hatter, Scar?” It was odd, since Alice only ever knew him as the Mad Hatter in that realm. She had met him at the tea party that was hosted by the Rabbit. What was odd about Scar’s appearance was that he was so much better looking here. He…looked sane.
In the world of Wonderland, Hatter was anything but sane. His outrageous and crazy antics were famous all over and to see him acting..normal was unsettling.
Scar was quick to interject, since this conversation was getting a little strained. Alice’s questions were sure to continue and they were expecting the brothers along with Tessa to come down at any moment.
“Alice, I am not quite the same creature here….as I was over there.” At this he pointed to the mirror which had gone back to being a simple looking glass. There was no sign of Wonderland. It was like the mirror was playing tricks of its own. “Err…I can see myself.” He was looking at a normal reflection of his image in Hell, and he was now growing concerned. Alice on the other hand was not fazed at all. She beamed at Scar, who was copying his actions in the mirror, as if waiting to see a more diabolical him on the other side.
Alice reached for Mariela’s hand.
“I’d love some tea.”
Scar quickly spoke up about not being the same person, after just standing there for several minutes. Mariela’s eyes went over to the mirror as he pointed, and seeing it was normal, she furrowed her eyebrows. Mariela knew the mirror was far from normal, and why they decided to bring it into the castle was beyond her. She might have to tell them to move it elswehere… at least to another room that wouldn’t be used by guests.
Alice mentioned about tea, causing Mariela to look back at her. Seeing her hold out her hand, Mariela raised an eyebrow. Instead, she just gave a smile and linked arms with the girl, before lookign at Scar. “Coming?” she asked, holding her hand out for Scar to grab. “My family’s waiting. Don’t want to keep them.”