You were the Queen of Heart’s daughter, but quite frankly, you and her had entirely different views of Wonderland. She saw it as a place under her control, needing rid of all people and creatures who wronged her, while you saw it as home.

Everyone was mad in Wonderland, especially your mother. Even if she didn’t see that, everyone knew. Which is why none of them wished to do her wrong, or do anything that could’ve been “off with their head”, apart from one man. Jefferson Hatter.

You’d heard stories of him before, as your mother used him as an example to protect you from wandering around Wonderland alone, when people like him existed and could harm you. But you never read too much into it, until now.

Your mother was executing yet another creature of Wonderland. The 5th of this month, which even for her was mad. She hadn’t told you who it was, especially since she knew how you viewed her ways of living. So the moment you saw the bag lifted from their head, and you saw Jefferson, your heart skipped a beat.

And before you could even comprehend what your own body was doing, your legs moved on autopilot. You ran through the crowd, getting closer to the stands where the axe was raised above his head, and before it could go down, you grabbed it from the executioner and threw it aside.

The crowd gasped, and your mother was furious. However, Jefferson’s cool demeanour faded into a mix of both shock and.. something else.

You’d saved him. Something no one had ever done for him.