Title: Rose Red
Crossover: The 10th Kingdom and Snow By Tracy Lynn
By: FallenArchAngel47
Dear Readers,
…Still as I currently write this… I have no people reading it… so like yeah… anyway… if people are reading this… enjoy!
Sincerely,
Fallen
Chapter 2
The Ceremony was over, and now everyone was speaking in the church, while Rose sat outside. She was seated at her mother's grave. "Hi mommy." She said, she smiled sadly at the grave. "I brought you some flowers, they're red roses." She said with a faint smile. "Daddy's friend Anthony said they had been your favorite flower, and that red was your favorite color." She said. She was sitting on her knees on the grass. It was now drizzling, and the sky was a morbid shade of gray. It was as if the entire world was mourning the loss of Rose J. Withers. "So, you're remarrying?" Anthony asked, coming out of the church with Wendell.
"Or… well… marrying for the first time, seeing as you didn't ask her while you were with her." Wendell glared at him, for reminding him of one of his failures, which he could no longer correct. "Sorry…" Anthony spoke softly. "Hi…" came a voice behind Rose. Rose looked up. it was Michael, whom was the boy who had been bored to tears in her castle. She later found out that he was the son of Virginia and Wolf, who had helped save her father. "My name's Michael." He spoke. "Who are you talking to?" He asked. "I'm talking to my mommy." Rose said. "And my name is Princess Rose Seraphine White." She said. "I'm the daughter of Prince Wendell." She said. "I know that." He said. He sat down, and looked at the grave.
"Why are you talking to your mother's grave?" he asked. "Well it has to be very lonely sitting under ground all the time… so…" she trailed off, trying to find a better way to explain it. He blinked at her, but said nothing and looked at her mother's grave. "Do you have anyone in mind, Wendell?" Anthony asked. "Yes, and she will be coming soon, I have met with her before, and she seems just the right type. She may be able to help me turn Rose into a wonderful young lady, and help me straighten her out. She will be coming in a month, when the wedding is dated." He said. "Why haven't we been told of this though?" Anthony asked. "I was going to tell you all tomorrow, but it seems it's slipped today." He said. He sighed.
"I need someone who can bear me a son to take the throne." He continued. He ran his fingers through his hair. "Rose, come here." He said. Rose stood up and walked over. "Yes Daddy?" she asked politely, curtsying. "We're leaving…" he spoke. She nodded, and made her way to the carriage, Little did she know… that this would be her last trip to her mother's grave for a long while.