A/N: thank you all my lovely lovely little daisy-colored reviewers! I admit that this chapter is incredibly short, but the next one is longer. Loooooooooooooonger. Get the picture?
Rosalie's POV:
Chapter Ten
I couldn't get over the fact that I was in love with someone about a million social classes above me. I tried to reassure myself with the fact that a lot of girls my age would be in love with the prince. It's not like he's bad looking, and if girls can have crushes on the actors that perform on the Remalnan Stage, then surely they can fall in love with the Crown prince. But in the back of my mind I knew that people hardly ever got to see the prince, let alone have a crush on him. I was in deep trouble. If anyone found out that I had a prince and the princess of Remalna (and not just any prince- the Crown prince) in my tent, then I would be executed before you could say "dead meat". Nothing could make the judge see that it was their own free will that made them come. The prince and princess would hardly need help from a commoner. Or so they thought.
But on a lighter note- where could I get a safe meeting place for Emilia and Stefan? First, I had to brainstorm all the places that were really secluded. If anyone found them together, not only I, but Stefan as well, would be executed.
The old barn would be safe- unless some of the children came by to slide down the musty piles of hay. How about behind the high, old wall? But adults go there regularly for their meetings. Think, Rosalie, think! In the dried up old well? It opened up nicely in the bottom, and no one really acknowledged that it existed. It would be easy to get in and out if they could get a ladder! So I decided on that. Now, to tell Stefan…
He was overjoyed when he heard my news. I looked at him closely, and I realized what a good match he and Emilia would make. Climbing down the well would be no problem to a girl with her amount of head-strongness. And Stefan needed someone to take control of him, if I know my older brother. Emilia and Stefan really loved each other.
"I hope that you realize how dangerous this is." I warned Stefan.
"Of course I have- several times over. But I don't care. Nothing can stand in my way now that you've found a way for me to see Emilia," replied Stefan, who looked so happy that I didn't say that a sword in the heart would certainly get in the way of their romance quite a bit. Oh, well. Let him live his little dream. He had what he wanted, anyway.