Chapter Sixty Five

Padding over to a chaise lounge that stood against the far wall of the room, Rosa picked up the satin robe that was laid out for her. Part of her couldn't help but wonder when Axel'd had the time to set it up. But it had his mark all over it. She pulled it on, the material whispering against her skin with a sigh. Cinching it in around her waist, she walked to the window and stared out at the view. It was truly breathtaking.

It was then she noticed it. The room she was in was positioned perfectly to afford her a view of the tower she had spotted the day before. Rosa stared at it hard. The walls were crumbling and some of the masonry had come away leaving the inside brick exposed to the elements. What wasn't damaged and crumbling was covered in a thick layer of red and green climbing plants. The colours were brilliantly beautiful in the light and she could almost imagine that it was a tower from some fairy tale. One where the princess was rescued by her handsome prince and they lived ha