But it wasn't the knight who had seen the gleen of keys that were now carefully hidden away into her sea of oblivion colours. It was a cat, the creature of riddles that seemingly was or were free amidst the group of captured culprits. Alice's mouth twitched nervously, trying to make sense of the riddles and rhymes that were thrown at the knight behind her, before the cat addressed her personally.<br/><br/>So it seemed nothing could escape the attention of those feline eyes that neither looked evil nor gentle. The young woman felt like a prey, fallen to predators everywhere she looked, and she wished for the portal to the fields of flowers she so sorely missed. Oh how had she managed to get caught after so many years of freedom, why did she venture beyond the boundaries of a land that gave her strength to fight back? Maiden or not, she was as useless in a fight as a flower on these grounds, as she watched behind the ears of the purple purring creature how her present wilted of a lack of water and sun.<br/><br/>''A..Alice''<br/><br/>She stuttered, wondering if it had been a mistake to mention her name to what she still believed to be a vicious villain. Like so many before her who had asked for attention within the grounds of this castle.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>