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Reflections of a Champion Chapter 1: Return of the Champion Alice Kingsleigh Had Borne Many Titles in Her Life. She Had Been Ca Reflections of a Champion Chapter 1: Return of the Champion Alice Kingsleigh had borne many titles in her life. She had been called a daughter, a sister, and a playmate. She had been referred to as a fiancée – well, almost! – a champion, and an apprentice. Some people said she was mad – a most delightful “M” word, if she did say so, herself! She had been called stubborn. A daydreamer. A lost cause. She had been called wild. Odd. Unladylike. And many men had dared to call her beautiful, though utterly impossible to tame. Occasionally, one or two of the more vulgar members of the crew had called her names that made her fists clench and her cheeks burn with anger at their ignorant, chauvinistic comments. Yes, Alice thought, she had been called many things in her life, but “proper” certainly wasn’t one of them. Alice sighed as she looked out the carriage window. She had hoped that by apprenticing with her late father’s company, she would be able to escape all of the strains and limitations that society placed on her, but the men aboard The Wonder were no different from the men in London. In fact, if anything, they had been worse. She constantly had to remind them that she was in charge of the mission, but aside from the captain – who was an old friend of her father and Lord Ascot – no one ever seemed to listen to her. And even he had regarded her with a somewhat protective, paternal air. He meant well, she knew, but she was a Champion, for goodness’ sakes! And after fighting an electric fire-breathing Jabberwocky, enduring the crude humor and crass words of a few drunken sailors should have been a walk in the park. Nevertheless, she reluctantly conceded, it was probably a good thing the captain had looked out for her; the hunger in the eyes of the sailors and the hunger in the eyes of the Jabberwocky held two completely different meanings. Alice shuddered at the thought. And what was worse, still, was that amid all their snide comments and slovenly behavior, she had still been expected to act like a proper lady! And she was still expected to take a second seat to the men. When it was time to negotiate the trade agreements with the Chinese, it was the captain who signed the documents – though he was kind enough to ask her to write the terms at her discretion. True, she had been free from wearing dresses and corsets aboard the ship – had dressed much like a man and had frequently pinned up her long hair so that she looked the part – but no matter how hard she tried to assimilate into their culture, no matter how hard she tried to blend in as “one of them,” she never quite earned their respect. She was never truly a part of the crew. To them, she was just an odd, attractive young woman who wanted to tag along on a men’s business trip. In their eyes, she would never be more than a little girl – no, scratch that – she would never be more than a woman. And in this world, a woman wasn’t worth anything more than a cook, a maid, and an occasional distraction. She had seen how their eyes raked over her, and thank goodness she hadn’t been wearing a dress, for if she had, she was quite sure that they would have seen to it that she was freed from any corset she had been wearing! Hot tears streaked down her cheeks as the carriage hit another bump in the road. She might have been better off if she had just stayed home and married Hamish! Hamish was a bit of a pig, but at least he was enough of a gentleman to respect her personal space. “You could stay,” a voice echoed in her mind. She should have, she realized belatedly. There was only one man – aside from her deceased father – who would ever appreciate her for just being Alice. There was only one place where her madness would be embraced instead of discouraged, one place where she would truly fit in, one place where she would feel at home. “Wonderland,” she whispered. Well, actually, it was called Underland, she mentally corrected herself, but to her, it would always be Wonderland. She missed her friends. She missed the adventure and excitement and nonsense of it all. Most especially, she missed the Hatter. She hadn’t realized it when she left Underland, but now that she’d had nearly three dreadfully dull years at sea to think about it, she knew that she felt more for the Hatter than just friendship. She had told Hamish that he wasn’t the right man for her, but at the time, she hadn’t known that the man who was right for her had been living right under her nose – or rather, right under the Ascot’s lawn – her entire life! Yes, she would most definitely have to return to Underland soon. Very soon. The carriage rolled to a stop in front of the wrought iron gate entrance to the Ascot estate. They weren’t expecting company, so there was no one to greet her, save the guard at the gate, who recognized the lord’s apprentice and promptly let her in. She had just returned from the voyage to China, and she had planned to surprise her mentor before going home, as the Ascot residence was along the way back from the docks. Alice smiled. As much as she despised Lady Ascot and as much as Hamish annoyed her, she was glad to be back in the company of familiar faces. She removed the pins holding her golden tresses in place and shook her curls loose from their restrictive grasp, letting the gentle spring breeze run its fingers through her hair and play with a stubborn tendril that insisted on falling right between her eyes, sticking the pins in her pocket for safe-keeping. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. The air smelled of roses and fresh-cut grass and sunshine. It was a welcome relief from the months she’d spend smelling nothing but sea salt and fish and the rum-laced stench of the crew. When she opened her eyes again, she was surprised to see a magnificent blue butterfly, the color of a cloudless sky in autumn, fluttering across her path. “Absolem?” she wondered aloud. Curious as ever, she found herself wandering off the path, following the creature until it landed on the branch of an old, dead tree over a very familiar rabbit hole. Alice grinned. “You know, you didn’t have to come and get me this time, Absolem. I was going to come back on my own just as soon as I’d visited Lord Ascot and my mother.” She frowned suddenly. “Perhaps I should go and speak to them first. They might begin to worry if I am gone for too long…I told them the ship would be coming in soon.” The butterfly fluttered down over the hole, flitting up and down impatiently. “Well…I suppose it can’t hurt. After all, I didn’t tell them I was coming today specifically…And I was only gone for a few minutes last time even though I spent a few days in Underland…” Alice smiled again. “Alright, Absolem. I’ll do it.” She stepped back a few feet and took a running leap into the hole. She could have sworn she heard a familiar voice fondly mutter, “Stupid girl,” as she plunged into the darkness, laughing and screaming in exhilaration. As usual, she came crashing through the floor and landed rather uncomfortably on the ceiling beside the elegant chandelier, whose candles somehow seemed to suspend themselves in the air, flames floating freely in the Underlanian air. Then the room shifted. “Oof!” She slammed into the floor. It was a wonder she hadn’t broken any ribs or fractured her skull on any of these trips down the rabbit hole. She picked herself up and brushed the dirt from her sailor’s pants. “There must be a less painful way of doing this,” she mumbled irritably. But her frustration vanished nearly as quickly as it had come. She smiled. She was back where she belonged again. She glanced around the small room, looking for the usual box of upulketchen and bottle of pishalver along with the key…but the table was bare. No shrinking potion, no growing cake, and worst of all, no key. Well, this was certainly not what she had expected! She had assumed that, because the items had been there on her past trips down the hole, they would be there once again. But when she had come as a child, someone must have been expecting her, and when she had returned as an adult, they were waiting on their Champion. But this time – the one time she chose to come of her own free will – Underland did not need her assistance, and so no method of escape had been provided for her. “Well, that’s just lovely,” she huffed. “There must be a way out of here somewhere…” Any other girl would have panicked, but Alice was a Champion. And Champion does not panic. Over the years she had spent at sea, Alice had learned to become quite resourceful. When you’re a woman on board a ship full of men, you have to learn to live with the basics and make do with what you have.
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