He glanced over at her, his face getting in shock..something was odd here...how did he have any idea of her mother's maiden name? The name when she said it just rung like a bell with it.  He  shook his head, covering his ears feeling a bit panicked. As much as it made him happy that she wanted to draw him, he wondered how in the heck she knew about his real life. There was  more to her  than what seemed at first. Did she know him before? And if she had, how did she know him now? The only things that was the same was his eyes.<br/>"Pleasance...but.how...how did you know this?"<br/>He wondered if the Queen knew this, and that is why she sent him...that the Queen was messing with him by bringing up the old life. But  why, as  far as he could see, she wanted  everyone who was  taken there  to forget about that. That  meant, there was something the Queen didn't know, he had always thought of her as all knowing. It seemed...he was wrong about that. So  very wrong, if she had  known she wouldn't of let him come with one inch of Alice. But, someone else knew of the truth, one who wanted White Rabbit to be  free of the lies he been living. But..who could that  be?