Book 2# - Carefully she had wished

Rose's Pov “Do not worry about it Rose…I am sure Jason gave you a much better compliment than her , right?...Come on , tell us what the big beast said about the way you look ” one of the twins try to lighten up the mood. I slowly lift my head , the fakest smile is upon my face. My eyes are rapidly closing and opening , my attempt to keep the tears at bay. “He said…I should not have bought you that dress…” instantly I hear someone yelp in pain as on the  twins mourn about being kicked in the shin. Jared takes a hold of my hand and gives me a small smile. I just want this night to end. While looking around , my eyes stops at someone. Olivia sits at a table far away , laughing with the rest of the table. My mind clicks – if she is here , why did Jason and Nicole go upstairs. I get up from the table and instantly Jared gets up to. “I am going to the bathroom…” and which that he lets me go. I exit the hall , with my hear

  ___________________________________________________________________________  Rosemary’s POV “You are beginning to look like your mother day after day…” my dad breaths out while looking to me with eyes of admiration. I can tell , that like always he is fighting back tears. My dad misses my mom – I do too ,  but he… finds it impossible to go a head without speaking about her. I know he is hurting , but for my sake he is trying to be the best dad he can be – and he really is…most of the times when his not trying to wed me off to an unknown kingdom.  He walks over to me , while I play with the hems on my dress. My cheeks turn crimson from the attention my father pays to me in front of his important guests. When he nears me , he places his index on my chin , he lifts my head so that I am looking at him. My heart expands with the amount of love and affection that shows in his eyes – he looks at me with love ,

  ___________________________________________________________________ Rosemary’s Pov  Nothing… nothing happens. The only thing that occurs is the tight grip this person has me in. I keep struggling – little whines escape from my mouth as I am frustrated and scared. I feel the gravel from the stone wall that I am pressed on , dig into my cheek. My whines turn into whimpers as I feel utterly helpless in this vulnerable position.  The mysterious person – who I assume is a man. His hands feels calloused  and rough when holding my own smooth ones , the power in those hands of his – is something I have never felt. The weight he uses to hold me against the wall , squishes me – clearly a woman is not who is holding me captive. “S – sir” I stutter in fear.  What else could I do but try to communicate with this beast ; maybe he thought I was somebody else…oh how I wish it were t

  Andy’s POV It’s been years – far to many years since I had last seen this place. Oddly enough , this place has not changed a bit. Though it has a different scent , which I guess was due to the multiple flower scents that have been travelling throughout this place. I chuckle to myself knowing that Rosemary had been religiously looking after the garden when I was away. That girl always took a liking to flowers , plants and nature. She has a spirit to nurture everything she touches , however she also needs someone to nurture and take care of her. I wonder what she looks like after all these years – I vaguely remember how she had looked but I could never forget her personality. She was an absolute gem ; an angel with the biggest heart anyone has ever had. I doubt she has changed ; as a soldier , I am not allowed to show emotion but deep down I am beyond excited to see my best friend after all these years.   Suddenly…almost ins

  ­­­­­­­­Unknowns POV It felt as if my world had stopped spinning – the very legs that support me has become weak for the very first time. My body began swaying from back to front. If I were not holding onto the maiden’s hair, I would have been swept off my feet and with my face painfully against the floor.  The moans of the castle whore fades away , as my world goes silent. My eyes are thoroughly concentrating on the beauty that  stands on the balcony. The way the wind blew her hair back , her eyes closed. She embraces the wind – something tells me that she does not have a lot of freedom. Her chest , which is pretty lushes , puffs out slowly as she takes in a deep breath – I imitate her . I take my own deep breath , trying to find any way to connect with her. I continue to watch her as her chest puffs out slowly by every second – her breasts appear bigger as she keeps taking in air. I can not help but stare at how they become