Rosalina Render Romane & Geschichten

I was kneeling in the center of it, barefoot, damp, exhausted, dressed in one of Mirabella’s old faded house gowns with bleach stains across the hem, looking less like family and more like the servant Rosalina constantly reminded me I was. “Oh, calm down, honey.” Rosalina’s voice flowed like silk dipped in poison. “No one is marrying you off to a dead man. I would never do such a horrible thing to my daughter.” A small laugh followed. Soft. Controlled. Cruel. My scrubbing slowed. I lifted my eyes just enough to see Rosalina seated elegantly on the velvet couch, one leg crossed over the other, a glass of red wine balanced between her fingers. Her lips curled.

But instead of heeding my warning, she surprised us all with an unexpected display of strength. With a trembling voice, Rosaline rose from her seat, her eyes filled with fierce determination. "No," she exclaimed, her voice quivering with defiance. "I won't allow you or anyone else to dictate my actions or threaten my life. I am not a puppet to be controlled. I will fight for my freedom, even if it means facing death itself."

Alejandro left, but not before pinning Inés with a promise of future reckoning. Silence settled. Alonso rubbed a hand over his face. “He’s wound tight tonight.” “Tonight?” she asked. He gave a humorless laugh. “Fine. Always. Did he scare you?” Inés released a breath. “Should he have?” “Probably.” Alonso leaned against the desk, casual façade already creeping back. “What did you really see?” Lie. Tell half-truth. Or trust a devil? She chose the middle path. “Numbers. Dates. Nothing I understood.”

“Isn’t that--” “Yeah. We’re not sure.” he was quick to respond to Oswald who noticed too. “Jin, get a better look closer. She hasn’t seen your face yet.” “Why me?” Jin complained before frowning, putting his hands in his hoodie pockets before casually walking around until he was close enough that he could see Rojean’s face clearly and check out Lucas’ appearance before going back to Theo and Oswald. Lucas and Rojean were getting chocolates and Theo couldn’t help but think for a moment how Sei liked her chocolates as well. It was Sei, he thought but he still wasn’t so sure. He had no direction here to follow.

Like I had the power of life and death. The third one, however, I did not allow to burn entirely but only the edge of the petals. Half red and half black. Roses on fire. Suddenly, I let out a hysterical laugh until my cousin walked into the office, perhaps brought on by the smell or even my outbursts. “What the hell are you doing, Rick?” “Killing them!” I replied, keeping my fanatical grin on my face. “Killing roses…” he repeated as he approached. “You okay, bro?”

Ivory frowned, she took in a deep breath and entered. Present time. After encasing the strange red haired girl who attacked her, ivory fully concentrated on Alfred, he looked worse than when she entered. ‘Ivory listen to me, now he has seen you, so you need to kiss him so that he would calm down’ Anita said. ‘Kiss him, are you crazy’ ivory shouted internally. ‘This is why I said you shouldn’t come here, he has seen you, his pain will be ten times worse if you don’t kiss him’ Anita explained.

I try to take care of her at work and outside work, her husband does everything he can to keep her out of trouble. Norah pouts, and I pull her out of the kitchen until we're in a safe, quiet zone. She shows me a small vile wrapped in a silky napkin, watching with wide eyes to see my reaction. "What the hell is that?" I have to ask. She grins. "It's another poison to add to my collection. I finally got the belladonna extract," she explains. "Are you crazy?" I whisper-shout, looking around. "This is a restaurant! You have to stop bringing them here!"