Cheshire kept his wicked grin and a shadow appeared, the shadow formed into a shell, a locket of some sort. "This holds all of your memories my dear." His grin grew wider, the locket was only a picture, it couldn't be touched or it would just disappear.<br/>---<br/>Elsa put a hand out to Simba. "It's okay, I'll handle this." She stepped closer. "Why don't you get out of here Charming, your wife and especially me doesn't want you here." Elsa was growing impatient, she expected him to show up but not at such an import an event.<br/>---<br/>Cinderella cowered behind Simba, it was clear to everyone that she was afraid of her husband and refused to go back to him, even if he had to pry her away from the guards who stood in front of her.