___________________________________________________________________________ Rosemary’s POV It has been three days since my fathers birthday – three days since something had happened to me but no one would tell me. I begged Andy to the point where I may have become an irritation to him , but no matter how much I begged and pleaded with him he would not tell me what had happened. All he says is that only I know what happened but I feel as if he is lying to me. I was quite surprised when I saw myself on my mirror , I looked awful. My nose was as red as blood compared to my pale face – it was swollen with pain as well. For the past three days , it was unbearably painful. However , I bit my teeth and carried on with my life. The thing that really annoyed me though , was the constant stench of dried blood that invaded my nose – yes the pain was subsiding but the constant stench of iron kept reminding me that something had happened t

  ___________________________________________________________________________ Rosemary’s POV I slowly make my way through the garden , my thoughts are everywhere but in this world. As if it is in my second nature , I stroll through the garden letting my body direct me to the way out. My thoughts are on Alexander – the handsome yet scary stranger. Something about him felt familiar , a familiar that made my toes curl in fear and make my heart race with anxiety. A little tinkle brings me back from my day dreaming state – I look to my arms to see the little bunny awake. Well I guess I can not keep calling her bunny , a smile spreads across my face making my nose hurt a bit. “Angel….” My voice is quiet and low. The name I have chosen – Angel – fits her perfectly. Her white coat of fur and her beautiful eyes makes her resemble a beautiful angel. She seems to like the name as she stares up at me and twitches her nose. I can not

  ___________________________________________________________________________ Rosemary’s POV Everyone fell silent after I agreed that the dress is nice , even though they know I strongly dislike it. I hated the fact that I had to lie about it to , however the look in my dad’s eyes told me to be good. Not only was my ad trying to impress Alexander , but everyone around us had the very same mission. Honestly speaking , I had this urge to run away from this gathering and hid however ; fate is not so kind to me. Alexander still shows me his crazed like smile – his eyes shining with evil happiness. I lower my eyes to my feet , admiring my cute little toes – I try everything in my power to block out of my mind that not far from me is a man that makes me feel so powerless and vulnerable ; a man that scares me just by being in the same room as I. Is it the way his eyes linger on my body for far to long? Was it the way he stared

__________________________________________________________ Andrew’s Pov After dismissing the guard , I lean against the wall – deeply thinking about the new king. What was his deal – why the sudden urge to gain power? I get it , power means everything now however gaining power at his rate is somewhat madness. It is as if he is trying to become the king of the world – which is thee worst if someone like him were to be seated on that thrown. The fact that he killed his own flesh and blood – he killed his own father – shows that he will do anything to gain the power his hunger heart desires. The fact that he is around my age , and so in need for power , violence and chaos makes me shiver as I think what chaos he may create over time. I am so deep in thought , that I do not see or hear Rosemary’s door open. I feel a soft cheeks press against my hand near my shoulder. When I look down , I see a cute little princess’s face smooshed against me.

  ___________________________________________________________________________   Alexander’s Pov My eyes roam around the table , relishing the the horrific expressions that every one has put on. The words I have spoken , still echo around the room – every one surrounding me , even the guards show expressions of pure horror. I let my lips curve into a crooked smile – I presented an offer so cruelly planned that the king will have no other choice but to let me marry her. “What kind of absurdity is this?!!” the king’s loud voice echo’s after me. Clearly , he does not like the idea of his little princess being married. I look at him with boredom shining from my dropping eyes. “Absurdity? I think not…I assure you , all my conditions and deals are made with sound thought..” I answered him , looking at my hands showing him my true attitude and respect I have for him. Quite surprisingly , I did not h