Chapter five: So you're not who you are

Disclaimer: I am so sorry for not updating sooner, school has been busy, and I'm only twelve! So to all my beloved fans (And hated teachers) I say "HERE IS THE NEXT CHAPTER!!!"

Dimitri awoke, looking outside at the Smokey; light blue/gray colored sky, and sighed slightly. For a moment, it seemed like a normal day, but then he remembered that Anna was still with him. He looked down at her sleeping form and smiled as he quietly tiptoed out of the room, giving her some time to herself.

Rose awoke with one thought in her head I should tell him who I really am But as quickly as that thought entered her head, another one pushed it out What if he's afraid of me? She bit her lip, remembering how people in the village would go to the lake and tell each other horrible stories about how an enchanted princess had drowned there and only her true love could pull her out…but if someone else pulled her out, he'd die a painful death…those weren't true at all! But it was clear that Dimitri was a prince, and she'd have to tell him someday…maybe even today.

Dimitri walked in the sweet smelling gardens of his house, wondering about the mysterious "Anna." Was she in fact the princess said to be trapped in a lake? And if she was, would that make HIM her true love? Everything was oh so confusing. He heaved another great sigh as he continued walking, looking up at her bedroom window, and smiling slightly at the thought of her.

Rose was soon greeted by a maid, who helped her dress. The maid couldn't have been more than twenty, and with her long red hair and bright blue eyes, she was very pretty indeed. The maid made a slight grimace at Rose's hair, which was long, black, curly, and as thick as you could imagine. "In fact," The maid said slowly "We might have to put it into a long braid to keep it from getting any more tangled." So, after about an hour of brushing, combing, and braiding, Rose was left with a long thick braid that hung down her back.

Dimitri sat on the bench in his garden, strangely feeling like something wasn't right. He looked around a bit paranoid, and saw a man with black shaggy hair, and cold blue eyes sitting in a tree. His own eyes widened in alarm as he looked at the man, clearing his throat and asking "Who are you?" The man sneered and replied coldly "I'll be your worst nightmare unless you give me back my Rose."

Her maid (Who by the way was called Mary) quickly proceeded to the task of getting rose dressed. She simply stated that "That dress is soaking wet and looks over a century out of style." Which essentially, was true, but Rose kept her mouth shut. Mary set out on picking out the perfect dress, and finally came up with one that would fit rose properly. It wasn't that she was fat, not at all, but she was VERY voluptuous, not at all like women of that time and age, who were usually slim, pale, and willowy, Rose was Olive colored, Curvy, and very Well proportioned, even slightly plump in a few areas, but because she was tall, her height made up for it. Mary had picked out a white silk gown, which fell past her ankles and then some. The bodice was styled like a corset, and decorated with small pearl and diamonds. The skirt however, flared out and went to the floor, but it was not a huge billowing skirt, merely a flaring skirt that twirled elegantly, and floated while she walked. The skirt was plainer than the bodice, save for a white satin ribbon tied around the waist. She hadn't been wearing any shoes, so Rose was given a pair of white silk slippers to wear on her feet. But to her dislike, as soon as Mary finished dressing her, she declared that they must redo the braid, and weave in some white silk as well. After about an hour, they were FINALLY finished and Rose was sent off to find the prince, who was said to be in the garden.

Dimitri was upset "What do you mean 'your rose?' This is MY garden; I haven't stolen any plant of yours." The man laughed a cruel snicker that sent shivers down his spine "you FOOL! Rose isn't a plant, she's a-"But he was cut off…

Rose walked into the garden to hear two men arguing. She rushed into the scene (As fast as her dress and shoes would allow her to go) and saw him "John Philippe?!" She exclaimed excitedly.