A/N: Whoa... it's been a while since I've updated this story... or many of my other stories... but more recently, I've received a lot of requests for me to continue this one so... here you go.

"Release Carter." Rosie huffed. "He has done nothing wrong."

The guards quickly lowered their swords from Carter's neck. "That oaf swung at me first!" Alejandro spat towards Carter.

"That's not true!" Rosie quickly jumped to Carter's defense.

Carter nodded, then stumbled forward…and continued forward, then everything went black.

o-o-o-o-o-o-o

"Carter." Dad?

My eyes finally stayed opened after I battled with my eyelids to remain opened. "I'm in the hos-tiple?" I looked around at the nurse to my left and scanned the familiar faces in the room; the queen, my dad, …the guard who nearly killed me.

"Yes, Carter. You're in the hospital." He looked at me, worried but still with a smile on. "You hit your head there pretty hard, Pal. Blacked out."

I forced my eyes to look up. "W-where's Rosie?"

They both exchanged looks… I hate secrets, but I'm in no place to say that. "She's out in the hall… waiting."

"Does she know?" I asked shamefully when I looked down and noticed my chest was no longer taped.

My dad shook his head. "She insisted on following you into the infirmary…"

"We wouldn't let her in." Her mother finally spoke. "She was throwing a tantrum outside. It nearly took us an hour to calm her down." It was quite obvious that her mother didn't care too much for me. She was always scowling or plastering an obvious fake smile on any time I'm around. "I need to speak with her." She said with a huff and stormed out of the room.

My dad shrugged and gave me another small smile. "How's your head feelin', Pal?"

"I feel light headed…"

Rosie suddenly rushed through the door followed by her mother. I quickly put my knees to my chest, and did my best to keep my chest covered. She was already kneeling by my side and was nearly crushing me via hug.

"I owe you my life, Carter!" she finally released her death grip. "You were so noble and brave…"

"Rosalinda!" her mother boomed. "Carter needs his rest."

She shook her head in protest. "I should stay with him, and make sure…"

"You will go to your chambers and…"

"Mother!" she shrieked and jumped to her feet. I looked at my dad, and we both understood: we want to stay as far as we could from this family…disagreement…

Her mother's was in complete shock. I guess it was the first time her daughter ever had an outburst like that towards her. "M-maybe we should let the two have a few minutes..." My dad stumbled over his words, obviously trying to keep the peace.

I wasn't so sure about being alone with this girl. I'm not sure what will happen... I'm actually more afraid of having those movie moments. You know the type, when the knight in shining armor retrieves a kiss from the thankful princess, and they would live happily ever after... This isn't a fairy tale... Sleeping Beauty, Cinderella, and Aladdin never mention anything about having fake boy parts! Disney did not prepare me for this Princess story.

With great force, her mother and my father stepped out of the infirmary followed by the nurse. I swallowed hard when I heard the giant doors slam behind them. "Carter?" her soft voice cooed.

"Yeah?" I asked nervously.

"I-I want it to be you."

What!

"You want what to be me?"

Rosalinda propped herself onto my bed and looked at me, sternly. "I want you to be the one I marry."

My face completely fell. I'm pretty sure my mouth was opened wide enough to catch flies in. "M-me?" I hug my knees tighter to my chest.

"Of course you." she crept her way closer to me on the bed. "You defended me..."

"Y-you shouldn't choose a life partner solely based on..."

She was now completely on top of me, straddling me... I was either way too weak or way too horny to fight back. "It's not just that, Carter." she pouted. "I love the way you make me feel... like I'm important because I'm me, and not because of who I'm supposed to be." Tears quickly flooded her eyes, and as much as I hate to admit it, I'm a complete softy when it comes to seeing other people cry. Especially Rosie... "Please, Carter... say something."

"I really need to think about this." I said, reluctantly. Placed in any other situation, I would have jumped up and down in my converses and told the world, but this... this is... this requires a bit more thought than my usual diving head first approach.

Her body fell backwards, and she leaned against my legs. "I wish to be with you for the rest of my life, with out any thought..." she mumbled through the tears. "...and you need to think about it."

"It's not like that... I just have a whole other life in America and..."

"But you could be happy with me!" she choked. "And this whole land could be ours..." she took in a deep breath. "Just please, when you think about it, think of us." She rolled off the bed, and I watched her walk through the giant doors.

...I'm so screwed...

A/N: Snow Day (anyone remember that movie?), bitches! 29 inches of snow on the East Coast! WTF!
I was on the phone with LeatherNGold for 2 hours... Time zones are fucked so I'm running on a half hour of sleep... But it's totally worth it 'causeI have a few stories brewin' in my mind thanks to this bitch (and she's gonna help me whether she likes it/knows it or not!). I know I have an ass load of unfinished stories, but the only thing that lights a fire under my ass to keep going are reviews! and none of the "awesome story. keep it up" reviews. Say what you liked, what you don't like, what should I add, where your pants are, what I shouldn't have done, whether or not you want to sleep with me, how to dougie, or anything else you can think of! Just be creative! PLEASE! I know I'm being greedy, but while I'm at work, I love opening up my FF and seeing new messages from people. It brightens up my work day, so REVIEW!