Rosa stepped in front of a very shocked Beau.
"I'd advise you to leave right now if you know what's good for you." She held a deadly glare in her eyes.
Gisela scoffed, "Beau is my betrothed, Dark One. You can't keep us apart; I will have him. After all, no one is as deserving as Gisela!" she said arrogantly.
"You're right, no one is as deserving of this ass beating I'm about to unleash on you…" Rosa threatened.
"Bring it on, sister." Gisela retorted.
"STOP!" Beau cried just as Rosa raised her hand, ready to release a hurricane of hurt on poor, foolish Gisela.
Both women turned to look at him in shock.
"Rosa, you're better than this. You don't need to succumb to your hate." Beau pleaded, knowing first-hand how Rosa's temper often got the better of her.
"But Beau, she has come here to take you away from me, and no one disrespects the Dark One and lives to tell about it. Therefore; she must die, now out of my way sweetling." Rosa said, attempting to side-step him.
Beau held her lightly by her shoulders. "I'm not going anywhere, and you know that. I love you, and no one, not even Gisela will ever change that. Now please, let me take care of this?" Beau begged.
Rosa stared at him for a few seconds, unblinking.
"Fine." She consented grumpily. "BUT," she declared looking at him with a determined expression, "If that wench so much as lays a finger on you, she will perish!"
Beau grinned. "Thank you." He kissed her softly then.
"Ahem. Hello? Beau, doll face, we really must be going if we are to plan our wedding." Gisela said from behind them.
Beau sighed dejectedly and turned to face Gisela.
"Look, there's not going to be a wedding. I know my mother sent you, but it's like I already said, no one decides my fate but me. And I choose to be with Rosabella. I hope you can understand."
Rosa watched from the side, mesmerized by Beau's words. Even after all this time, she still couldn't believe he could love a monster such as herself. She often detested herself thinking of how selfish she was being keeping Beau locked away from the rest of the world. But in reality she couldn't imagine life without him. What she had with him, is like nothing she'd ever experienced before, so much so that she couldn't help but let herself love him so much. She also wondered how things could've been different if he'd been Bellamy's father. She'd never let Beau know this of course, but her mind often drifted to a different time, where they were all together as a happy family.
Rosa soon snapped out of her thoughts as she heard Gisela's voice rise.
"How could you do this to me? I am willing to take you back after you've been tainted by that… thing, and yet you still embarrass me like this!" Gisela fumed.
"Excuse me? Gisela, you're only embarrassing yourself by coming here and causing such a scene. Now I really do suggest you leave before things get… nasty." Beau argued as calmly as possible. How dare she imply that Rosa was some sort of infectious diseased beast. Anyhow, their relationship hasn't yet gotten that intimate. Not to say that Beau would be object to doing anything of the sort, there's no one he trusted more than Rosa, he was just a bit nervous for his first time.
"Fine. You know what, have yourself an old whore. I don't need you or mommy dearest's riches. Hah! I am one of the most respected Dames in all the Enchanted Forest. I can have anyone I want!" Gisela shouted as she turned on her heel to leave.
Beau sighed. "Good riddance."
He closed the door and turned back to see Rosa seething. "I'm sorry about all of this."
She waved him off. "It's no matter, maybe now she will finally leave us alone." Rosa replied bitterly, not believing the words as soon as they left her lips.
"Doubtful. As soon as she realizes none can compare to my princely charm, she'll be back." Beau grinned.
"Mm. In that case we're just going to have to make you less irresistible then, aren't we?" Rosa smiled, wrapping her arms around his neck while touching her forehead to his.
"And how do you plan to do that milady?"
"I have a few ideas." Rosa then kissed him passionately.
After a while of kissing, Beau then began to shrug Rosa's suit jacket off.
Rosa broke the kiss to look up at him. "Are you sure? If you're not ready, we don't have to do this."
"I want to. If you're not going to be my first, then who is?" he smiled at her sweetly.
Rosa sighed but smiled back. "Alright then."
Beau kissed her again, "I love you Rosabella."
"And I love you too."
As they lay there that night, drifting off to sleep in each other's arms, they both couldn't help but think that it would be a night neither one would soon forget.