(Alice's voice claim is Alice Kingsleigh from the live action Alice in Wonderland. Eleanor's voice claim is Helena Bonham Carter, specifically from the live action Alice in Wonderland. And Andrew's voice claim is an average 1700's male voice lol idk.)

Alice blinked as she awoke, hearing as her mother yelled at her to get up. She sighed as she sat up, rubbing her eyes.

She yawned as she wiped away the eye crust.
"I'm awake mother." She sighed. "Good, Constance shall help you into your corset and into your dress." Eleanor, her mother said.

Alice threw her covers and blanket to the side as she stepped out of bed. She blinked once, then twice as she stared at the ceiling, then at the grandfather clock.

She hummed as Constance knocked on her door quietly. "..Come in." She answered.

The woman stared at the ground as her long sleeping gown which was off white swayed.

Her bedroom door opened as Constance walked in with a soft smile. "Good morning dear, let's get you dressed for the day."

Alice nodded with a straight face while Constance helped her into her dress.

"Oh, you look marvelous as always dear." She smiled as she held her shoulders. Alice looked into her vanity mirror as she responded with a nod.

"Constance! Are you finished dressing up my daughter yet?" Eleanor scoffed as she stormed into her daughter's bedroom.

"Yes, I just did.." The woman mumbled.

"Good, let's go." The woman glared as she grabbed her daughter's wrist and pulled her out of the room.

"We will be dining with the Van Dort family, don't you remember?" She scoffed.

".. Right" Alice mumbled, clearly having forgotten.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door as her father went to answer it. There was the Van Dort family as they stood. Victor looked nervous as he eyed the family's home.

His mother and father smiled as they eyed the Kingsleigh family home. "Pleasure to see you again, Andrew."

Victor's father greeted. Their parents got to chatting as Alice and Victor glanced at each other.

"Oh, of course! Let me introduce you two." Eleanor says.

"Alice, Victor, Victor, Alice." Eleanor introduced the two.

Alice blinked owlishly at him, before turning her gaze to the floor.

Victor watched as her hair dropped towards the side while she tilted her head side ways.

"Curious and curiouser.." The young woman mumbled with a soft voice. She sounded like flowers on a Wednesday afternoon.

As she even smelled like them.

Her black eyes met his as she stared at him, he could see the stars that twinkled in her eyes.

Alice.. What a beautiful name, Victor thought.

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"Victor, dear and Alice." Her mother says with a sickly sweet smile.

"Shall we take a leisurely stroll through the garden, just us three?" She suggests, although.. it sounds more like a command.

The two share a gaze as they nod together. They follow Alice's mother as they all walk down the path.

Her mother holds her hand as well as Victor's while Alice sighs painfully.

They stroll as they come across rose bushes in a line.

"Do you know what I've always dreaded?" Her mother asked with a sigh.

"The decline of the aristocracy?" Alice asked with a straight face.

"Ugly grandchildren. But Victor is lovely." She smiled over at the boy as he sheepishly smiled.

"Thank you Mrs. Kingsleigh." The boy replies as she nods.

She quickly shakes her head. "Nonsense, you may call me Eleanor. After all, I shall soon be your mother in law." She says waving him off.

Victor looks flustered as red spreads across his face.

"You're both bound to produce little..." She trailed off with a smile. "Imbeciles!" She hissed as her smile turned into a scowl.

The two looked in surprise, eyes wide as they heard her comment. They glanced to the side, where the rose bushes were.

They were a beautiful sight, all were pure white.

"The gardeners have planted white roses when I specifically asked for red." She huffed with a glare.

"You could always paint the roses red.." Alice suggested with a glance aimed at her mother.

"What an odd thing to say." Her mother retorted with a disgusted look.

Victor looked over at Alice in wonder, a smile adorned his face as he heard what she said. Painting white roses red..? Interesting!