Hey everyone. I want to let you know that After reviweing my chapters and lost notes I will have an extended version of Rose Court coming out soon. There will be more detail that will help the story along more. I hope that you are enjoying this version and will come back for the extended version. We shall call it the author's cut. HAve a great day and I will return soon with more on the life of Lady Rosalina and the Court of Queen Rosette.
I do have a plan in place to read the story through letters between sister Queens. We will also see a little more of Princess Rosaline's life as she grows up in the Palace of Alcantara.
This story has so many layers that just one novel can't contain it all. I really hope that you all will like the rest of this series.
Thank you for reading.
Lady Lucia sat up late one night and penned the letter. She left out as much detail about Rosalina’s life as possible without Edric missing the point of the letter. When she was finished, Lady Lucia called a messenger and told him to get the letter to Mercia as quickly as possible. She knew that Edric would be furious when he read the letter and would go straight to the King and Queen. She hoped that soon her mistress would be saved from the monster she had been forced to marry. Lady Lucia returned to Lady Rosalina’s chambers and laid down in her bed until Rosalina woke up. The sun rose in the sky and the birds began to sing. The light invaded the windows and crossed the stone floor to the bed where Lady Rosalina was sleeping. The rays of the sun illuminated the bruises that covered her face. The bright light of the sun hurt her eyes, she was a little thankful that her eyes were swollen, so that she didn’t have to squeeze her eyes closed. Lady Rosalina rolled over and gasped at the
Chapter 1: Tears and WavesBypassing any conversation with her father, Rosalina bravely climbed into the awaiting carriage. She glanced back at Edric, her dear friend, waving in a melancholic farewell as the carriage set in motion. The rhythmic clatter of hooves and the creaking of wheels resonated through the bustling streets of the capital city. As the carriage smoothly traversed the well-trodden paths, Rosalina's heart ached at the sight of the tearful citizens lining the roads, their eyes filled with bittersweet emotions. They waved their heartfelt goodbyes, bidding farewell to the woman who had left an indelible mark on their lives.Lady Rosalina had been a shining beacon of hope and positive change in the kingdom. The people had witnessed firsthand the harmony within the royal family, finding inspiration and solace in the love and unity displayed. Her presence had kindled a sense of optimism, promising a brighter future. Overwhelmed with emotion, Rosalina's cheeks were stained w
Rosette of Catalonia, Queen of Mercia, sat before the fire in her sitting room with tears rolling down her cheeks. The previous evening replayed on her mind. Edmund, her husband of nearly twenty-four years and the only man she had ever loved, told her their marriage was at an end. No… He said that their marriage was an unlawful abomination before God. Since she had, had previously been married to his brother, James, and therefore never was. He turned his back on her and walked out the door. She stared at the door in shock. She could not believe such words could be over his lips. They had fought for so long and so hard to be together. They suffered through several years of uncertainty, heartbreak, and broken dreams. Rosette crumbled to the floor, sobbing into the carpet. L
A Page entered the study of the King of Mercia. He bowed, “Your Majesty, you have a visitor.” “Send them in.” the King responded, looking up from his papers. The Page motioned for the visitor to walk through the door. An older man walked through and the Page left, closing the door behind him. “Fenris Loken, it has been too long,” the King stood and rounded his desk to greet his friend. “How long has it been.” He questioned. “Nearly ten years, my old friend.” The men shook hands. “Has it really been that long?” the King asked. “Yes, it has. I have been serving my King and defending my country and I have a twelve-year-old daughter. She is brilliant and actually why I have asked to speak with you.” Fenris answered. “They grow up so fast. The last we spoke; you never mentioned a daughter. What is it that you need?” The King asked. “ I know, she was so young, and I have tried to keep her from Court. She is a very reserved but trusting girl. I know that she will be easily led by those who
The evening grew on as a carriage arrived at the palace. A young redhead stepped out followed by one of her Lady's maids. A footman met then at the door and led them to the Queen's apartments. The Queen's secretary met them at the doors outside the apartments. “Welcome, Lady Rosalina. When you meet the Queen address her as 'Your majesty'. Speak only when spoken to and keep your answers short and clear. Do you understand?” The secretary instructed. “Yes, sir.” Rosalina responded in a whisper. The secretary nodded and led the women inside. He bowed to a woman sitting in a chair in front of the fire facing the door. The older woman wore a very stern look on her face. “Your Majesty, may I introduce Lady Rosalina of Baelo Claudia and her Lady's maid, Lady Lucinda Soto.” The Secretary introduced. Rosalina stepped forward and bowed to the Queen, “ Su Majestad.” she greeted. Queen Rosette was surprised by this lady. She was much younger than anticipated and was clearly scared. This child wa
Lady Rosalina woke early the next morning in her new chambers. These chambers were much smaller than her bedchamber in her home in Alcantara. She sat up and looked around, wondering if she should dress for the day or just close her eyes and return to her home. Finally, the young lady decided that it would not be proper to be late on her first day serving the Queen. Even though the Queen was her Aunt, it would not be a good idea to take advantage of the relationship. Rosalina threw her covers off and swung her legs over the side of the bed. She sat up, stretched, and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. She got up crossed the room to sit in front of her mirror. She grabbed her hairbrush and ran it through her long red hair as she thought about how her life would change. A knock at the door broke her from her thoughts. “Yes?” she inquired. “It’s me, Novia. May I enter?” her ladies-maid asked through the door. “Of course, Lady Lucinda.” Rosalina responded turning towards the door with a smi
The days and the weeks passed and the young redhead found her place within the court. The Queen was happy to watch her niece growing and fitting in with the other ladies. The King found her intriguing and an honest person and friend. He really enjoyed the times that they sat together discussing all manner of subjects. Her days were spent with the Queen learning how a lady should act in court and the proper manners expected of a person of her position. The evening would be spent before the fire discussing her interests and the knowledge from books. She was also privy to information that normally would be reserved for privy council meetings. The Queen had not been allowed to attend state meetings in many years. Rosalina was asked for her opinion on sensitive issues that a lady of court was usually not even thought to understand. Edmund grew to trust Rosalina more than most, the only other person he had ever really trusted more was Rosette. She would ask
Lady Lucinda woke up the next morning worried about her mistress. She walked into her lady's chambers and found her sitting up in bed brushing through her long red hair. “How are you feeling, M’Lady?” Lucinda asked as she closed the chamber door. “I am very well. At first I was frightened but after sleeping I am very happy and ready to face what they believe they can accomplish.” Rosalina answered confidently. “You know they are ambitious and feel that they cannot be touched. That makes them very dangerous. They will do what they must, to get that power that they seek. You are nothing but an obstacle in their way to them. They have no love for you and they have no compassion for your life. You should really be careful.” Lucinda warned. “I know how dangerous they are, Luci. I cannot live my life afraid of them. In a royal court there are always those that want power and believe that they can use any means