The Forgotten Princess Rose-Chapter 245

"You must rest,’ Rose said, refusing to let Zayne leave the bed. "An hour will do to have you rested."

Zayne held Rose’s hand, not wanting her to leave him so she could explore the home alone. "When you said we would be spending time here, I thought it meant something else."

"It is day," Rose replied, looking away from Zayne. "And every once in a while, someone is coming to knock on the door. I don’t want them to hear. It is embarrassing for my first day.

Zayne had the solution. "I can clear that floor for no one to disturb us."

"No," Rose shook her head. "You will rest. You were up checking the ship for more hours than you laid with me. If you care for me, please rest. I don’t know when the king will call upon you and you will need to be leaving again. I want to know that you got the chance to rest."

"You can’t do this to me. You can’t say such things to me when you know I will do what you ask after. I am only laying here for one hour," Zayne decided.

"I will be back then to wake you. I want to see the garden. I can hear birds singing so there must be much for me to see and your home-"

"Our home," Zayne corrected Rose. "It is ours."

"Our," Rose repeated. "It will take a moment for me to get used to. Now rest. I have much to see and you are holding me back."

If Rose had a rope she would tie Zayne to the bed so he would not be able to leave but part of her knew that he would be able to easily break free from the rope. She was only asking for an hour for him to rest though she secretly wished he would sleep a little more.

Rose had seen how much Zayne moved around. Just as the soldiers deserved to rest, he did as well. Zayne looked after his soldiers but there was no one to look after him which was why she stepped up to do it.

"I would be able to sleep better if you join me but there is too much for you to see, isn’t there? Why don’t you want me to join you?" Zayne asked, puzzled by her decision.

Rose stood up from the bed. "The last time there was a bird making noise, you spoke about shooting it. I don’t want that to happen so you must stay here so the birds can be safe."

Zayne remembered the night he had slept over and the baby bird would not stop making noise. He didn’t think that it would be something Rose continued to hold over him. "The birds here are safe."

"They are with me here. Have sweet dreams," Rose said, walking toward the door to give Zayne the peace he needed to rest.

Rose closed the door behind her after she exited the bedroom. Already she spotted maids turning away when they saw her. Were they afraid they would get in trouble?

Rose ignored it for now and headed toward the stairs she used to get up to the second floor. She would need a map of this estate for the times she got lost. There was so much to see and Rose knew it would take a few days before she saw everything.

"Lady Hamilton, is there something I can help you with?"

Rose stopped to look at the maid standing before her on the stairs. "No. I am just looking around. Thank you for asking. What is your name? I would like to remember all the names and faces of workers here."

"I am Krystal, Lady Hamilton. I am with the group who tends to the second floor and I was told I would be the one drawing your baths," said Krystal.

"Oh, I can," Rose started but stopped as she knew saying she could do it herself would confuse the maids. "Thank you. I am going to see the garden. If I am not back within an hour and he wakes, please tell him to check there. Excuse me."

Rose found it strange to speak to the maids. At home with her mother, she spoke to the servants but here she was the lady of the estate. There was more talking to be done on her part now that she wasn’t one of the children.

"I can do this," Rose whispered, encouraging herself.

Before she would leave the estate to explore the kingdom with Zayne, Rose wanted to understand how the estate needed to be run.

Rose smiled as she passed more maids. She stopped near the door where her and Zayne’s belongings from the ships were being brought inside. There were still the wedding gifts meant to go through. It was something to do when Zayne was finished with his nap.

"Is he sleeping or up there pouting?" Rose wondered, looking up the stairs where she came from. It was unlikely that Zayne was resting but at the very least, she tried to make him.

Rose didn’t know the king but she had a feeling Zayne would soon be summoned to the palace to tell the story himself of how the victory was done.

"The gates! Quickly."

Rose looked away from the gifts to some of the servants in a rush to go out the front doors. They weren’t to have any guests yet.

Rose walked to the door to see what was causing everyone to panic. Of course, this would happen when she told Zayne to rest. Was this her first task as the lady of this estate?

"What is making everyone so nervous?" Rose asked for anyone to answer.

"It is Lady- The prince’s mother," a maid answered.

Rose shared the same panic as everyone else. How was his mother arriving already? How long had it been since she arrived with Zayne for there to be a visitor already? "How long has it been since I arrived here?"

"Over an hour, Milady."

"So much time has passed," Rose muttered. It hadn’t felt like so much time had gone by when she had only looked around her bedroom, gotten changed into something more comfortable to walk around and tried convincing Zayne to rest. "It took so long to convince him?"

Rose remained by the door, watching with everyone as a red and blue carriage got closer. There wasn’t any point in running to get Zayne when the servants already saw her here. She was confident in doing the introductions herself.

Rose held her breath when the carriage stopped and out came a beautiful woman in a red dress after the door was opened. She could easily point out the features Zayne inherited from his mother.

Rose was nervous when Catherine’s eyes were locked in on her. She stood out since the servants wore a uniform.

"You there," Catherine addressed Rose. Like the rest of the kingdom, she didn’t know the name since the soldiers were tightlipped about the woman Zayne arrived with. "Who are you?"

Rose snapped out of admiring Catherine and curtsied to greet her mother-in-law. "I am Rose Hamilton, wife of Zayne Hamilton."

Catherine swayed, terribly shocked by the news. "Wife?"