Mad Hatter Through The Looking Glass Novels & Stories

So many questions flooded my mind as I watched him retract his wings and sit down again. Pinching myself I said, “I am sorry, this is going to take me a moment. I want to understand, so we are fated mates, everything you said is true, and I am Alice falling hard and fast down a very deep rabbit hole. Or maybe I am Dorothy. Either way this is a lot to consume.” “I get to be the Mad Hatter then! Sam and Max can fight over who gets to be the March Hare or the Dormouse,” Damen gleefully stated with a chuckle. “This is amusing to you,” I questioned with slight annoyance.