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Chapter 10
Concerned Conference
It had been a week since Rose told Aurora about bringing a friend for her parents to meet. Aurora had been thinking about how to tell Philip what she had figured out. She had almost abandoned her embroidery, but still picked it up just because she needed her hands to do something. Finally, she decided that she couldn't hold it in any more, so Aurora called Philip to her study.
Aurora was sitting in her comfy chair next to the lit fireplace when she heard a faint knock at her door. Looking up from her stitching, she saw Philip walk in. she motioned him to sit in the chair across from her.
"What6 did you want to talk about Aurora? You don't usually summon me unless it's urgent. Did something happen while I was out hawking? Is Rose hurt? Are you hurt?" Philip asked concerned, putting extra emphasis on the last question. "The kingdom is fine, I'm fine, everything's fine." Aurora said smiling.
"You left out Rose…what happened?" they both sat in silence. Philip in dread that his only daughter might have been kidnapped, and Aurora contemplating how she was going to say what she had to. "Aurora," Philip pleaded anxiety clear in his face. "What happened to Rose?
"Nothing serious, so calm down." Aurora paused, waiting for her husband to settle back in his chair. When he did after a moment, she went on hesitantly. "Philip, her curse might be fulfilled sooner than we expected. She…"
Aurora was interrupted by an outburst form her husband. "That's preposterous! You and I both know that it won't happen until she is eighteen! We still have at least five months!"
"Philip, Mortisha never said an age! All she said was that before Rose found her first love she would be poisoned, not when she turned eighteen!" Philip was on his feet pacing back and forth in front of the fireplace. "Philip…Rose is in love." Aurora said softly, hoping he wouldn't hear her.
Unfortunately, he did. Philip whirled around to face her, face ghostly white, and flopped back into his chair. "She's what? She can't be! Rose has refused every suitor we have introduced her to! Who in the world could she have possibly fallen in love with?"
"I don't know. I have been contemplating over this for a week! I know that she goes riding everyday, so she must have met someone on one of her rides. I have sent out guards to follow her, but they always come back reporting that she is either always alone, or somehow disappears out of sight!"
"We have to find out who this boy is!" Philip said determinedly. "He may be her only hope of waking up!" That wasn't as strong as he had been, but it was true.
