Tending Her Champion - Excuses [Alice in Wonderland Fanfiction]

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She was mumbling in her dwindling sleep. Felt something sticky yet soft caressing her cheek and noticed that she was stirring.

"Shh, it's all right, Alice", a low voice was telling her.

Her name. Who was that person? She wanted to open her eyes and see, but they wouldn't do as commanded. What was that?

The something on her cheek was probably a hand and left its spot, only to be felt on her chest and another one on her right shoulder. In that moment, she realized that she was naked, lying on her back on something incredibly soft. Probably a mattress. A blanket covered her lower half though, at least.

She panicked however and tried to push herself up, but felt that she didn't have any strength at all, what caused her to only tremble slightly. Her breath quickened, and she felt that her chest hurt, her lungs burned. A weak "Ow" left her mouth.

The two hands were both on her chest now, stroking the skin in methodical motions with the palms and it seemed that they were applying something, since the touched parts felt sticky now.

"It's all right", the same voice tried to assure her repeatedly. It registered as female this time.

Alice really didn't know what to make of this, furrowed her eyebrows lightly and gave it another try. This time, her eyes allowed her to move their lids and get some sight.

It was blurry at first and she didn't get them very open, but after a few seconds of blinking and adjusting, she could make out white. Lots of white, to be exact. But in it, there was a figure to be made out, a woman, to be precise.

"White Queen...", she croaked. Her dry throat made her cough lightly, what hurt her chest again. "Argh..." She focused on her breathing.

"Keep still, I'll help you." The White Queen was sitting to her left on the side of the bed.

"What...what happened?" the blonde asked as she slowly turned her head around to find out where she might be. With furrowing brows, she came to the impression that this was the queen's bedchamber, from the few looks that she had been allowed into it.

Why was she here and not in the one that had been assigned to her? Why was she lying on her bed, naked at that and getting something like a lotion applied on her body – as she had just noticed -? This was confusing, very confusing.

The platinum blond woman stopped her motions for a short moment, got a worried expression, and leaned to the bedside table to extract more of the substance from a little pot. She started working on Alice's right arm, lifting it from the mattress and attentively got to every spot of the limb.

The younger woman noticed that it was still limp and didn't obey her, not like her eyes that had only needed a moment. She was unable to cover her breasts, and still felt embarrassed by that, but she tried to ignore the thought of it. She wondered how the queen could be so easy about this situation...

"You lost consciousness after slaying the Jabberwocky. I was just retrieving his blood when I heard you staggering, and looked up in time to see you falling... It must have been too much after your adrenaline wore off... Again, I'm so sorry for this." She lowered her head and closed her eyes briefly. Then she opened them again and looked Alice straight in the eyes with a small smile. "But you survived this. You did this. I am so proud of you." There was a hesitance in her body, like she wanted to do something, but focused back on her task. Her fingers were stroking down the last of her forearm, coming to her hand, which she cradled gently, deftly massaging the palm with her thumbs and every single finger between all of hers. The blonde felt her fingertips tingling at the end of it, very slowly was she getting her feeling back in her right arm.