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Rosemary’s Pov

I hear the guards of my castle , sadly blow me a farewell with their trumpets. I peek my head out through the curtains in this beautiful and comfortable carriage , to see a group of the people who took care of me wave me off. I saw the women excessively cry at my departure ; their tears wiped away by a white cloth that dries their sorrowful tears. The men look towards the carriage with a stone like look , but their eyes show much sorrow. I watch as my father wipes away a tear or two that fall from his eyes – however , once the carriage passes the castle gates , he turns around and walks away. With that little action , I knew I was in uncharted territory – I knew that I now had no one to lean on except Andrew.

Andrew was not permitted to sit with me in the carriage , even though I really wished he could. Due to our difference in s