HI GUYS! THIS (I think anyway) IS THE BIG CHAPTER! THE BIG REVEAL! I CAN'T WAITTTT!
*Clears throat* Sorry about that. Got a little carried away (Though seriously, I'm REALLY EXCITED!). So excited that I'm gonna go get a shortbread from downstairs to munch on. MWAHAHAHA!
ALSO! APOLOGIES FOR TAKING LONGER THAN I PLANNED! THIS CHAPTER CHANGED QUITE A BIT! IT WAS HARD
But not hard enough that I tkae months like last time, don't worry. I'm not THAT evil- OR AM I!? MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA-*COUGHCOUGHCOUGH* Eugh, really hurts the throat. But hey- IT'S A BIG-ISH CHAPTER! HUZZAH!
Yeah I've been real brain-deadums-crazy since Monday xD
Annyhow, seen as I'm so excited, I think I'll just skip right through the A/N cause I don't really have much important stuff to say. The one thing I DO have to say though, is HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY MUM! Her Birthday was on Sunday, and she is the best Mum I could've asked for. She's really encouraging, kind, nice, inspiring and even more, and she is my AWESOME English Teacher! (I think I mentioned before, I'm homeschooled). So yeah, a big Happy Birthday to her and I would like to also give her a quick THANK YOU! for everything. Thanks Mum ^-^
I would also like to say that I am not writing the whole chapter itself today, even though I had planned to. So I'm just writing this A/N and maaaybe a little bit of the beginning. Because if I did, it would be a really weird chapter
Seriously. It would.
I'm kinda brain dead atm due to lack of sleep, lots of walking, carrying a heavy rucksack and too many stairs
Basically, we had to go somewhere, and the place we went is kinda far away so we had to head off at about 7, so I had to get up around 6-6:30. And I had gone bed around midnight last night cause we watched a movie as it was Mum's Birthday, and I hadn't slept well cause my knees were especially bad. So I was going on around... 4 hour sleep? At the most. And so basically cause of that and the other reasons, my brain actually isn't functioning properly (And I know that because I just got my right and left wrong. WHY ON EARTH DID I DO THAT!? ARGH THERE IS NO CONFUSED FACE WITH A RAISED EYEBROW!? WHYY! XD)
Uh. Yeah. Reviews! I get the feeling either last chapter wasn't a good one, or everyone didn't feel like reviewing, cause the two reviews I hve are both of different chapters. Not that I mind- I have more reviews on this then I think I ever had, so I really don't mind a lack of them once in a while :)! One from Lovely, and one from Rockmantick
Lovely's Review: Firstly, Welcome to Reviews! First time here (Hope you come back) ;]!
Secondly, I would like to completely and utterly apologize. You had actually reviewed chapter 10 the day before I posted the last chapter, but for some reason the review only registered and I could only see it the day after. In fact, that night! I'd woken up and checked and there was your review! For some reason guest reviews tend to take two days (No idea why) which is why I wait about a week but I posted that chapter early so... Sorry about that. Please forgive me
Anyhow your review- IS THIS SOON ENOUGH? I HOPE SO :D. You're addicted to it? I didn't really think it was that good a story, but I'm glad you're liking it ^-^. That is a very good idea- Unfortunately for me though, bringing the Queen back interferes with my future plans (I'm as annoyed as you are, don't worry) so I can't :/. But don't worry, the King remembers every bit of it (No spoilers here don't worry, I think it was made clear last chapter. Was it?)
Rockmantick: Welcome to the Reviews! Please come back often ;]. I'm glad its good and mysterious! But wait... How'd you know that if you've never read it? My brain doesn't compute *Brain blows up*. If you've never read it but its good and mysterious... Read it...? ...Please...? xD
Just gonna say though, if the last chapter was that bad please do tell me in the reviews. I really don't mind it! Plus, I would like to know, and if you have any suggestions on making it any better, please do tell. I plan to re-write it a bit to make it better
A big "THANK YOU!" to all you readers, reviewers, followers and favoriters! You guys are the best, and boost my motivation to write! ^-^
Anyhow, before I write any more blocks of text, I'm gonna do DISCLAIMER TIMEEEE! The Winx Club, and everything inside of that Cartoon Show, belongs to Iginio Straffi (Sorry if I spelt his name wrong). While everything else, unless I tell you all otherwise, belongs to Me!
On with the Story!
EDIT: Oh wow. I forgot to write the recap XD! Oh well, here it is now!
Recap; King Griffin broke the spell holding him in time to stop himself from killing the Hooded Sparrow, and turned on Jacob and Guinevere, attacking them. The fighting continued until Griffin and Theo used both Regalo and Dovere to defeat and destroy Jacob. In a rage, Guinevere tried to kill Theo, but was stopped by the HS who, when it uppercutted her, released a magic burst of built up magic energy. Guinevere tried to kill it herself, calling it a 'pest', but just as she was about to fire a deadly attack, the Winx converged using the two swords and defeated her. However, before she was destroyed like her husband, she fired one last attack, which blindly was about to hit Griffin. But at the last minute, the HS shoved him out of the way and took the blow, its hood falling down as it hit the wall
Flashback; Just over Seven years ago
"Are you alright?" asked a caring voice. Rosemary looked up, and saw an older woman looking down at her, with a concerned look on her face
"I-I'm... f-fine. I-I'm sorry I-I need to go" Rosemary stuttered as she tried to scramble to her feet
"Here, let me help" the woman offered, helping Rosemary up. It was then that she got a glimpse at her cheek, which was partly covered by a lock of her hair "Where did you get that bruise?" she asked, confused. She hadn't bumped into her that hard, and even if she had, it wouldn't've bruised that quickly
"I-I..." Rosemary, who was slowly picking up her book, froze in place and didn't finish her sentence, but merely looked down. The elderly woman thought for a bit. Although she did not want to ask, she had heard of many things like this happening before
"Did your Father do it to you?"
The little girl gulped, but nodded a little "H-He slaps m-me and h-hurts me a-a lot... A-And it hurts a l-lot..." the woman looked at the child with compassion and sympathy
"Here, show me to your room, I'll treat your bruises" she offered
"B-But P-Papa'll be angry if h-he knows you've seen me!" Rosemary instantly shook her head, not wanting to face her Father's wrath
"He won't know. But, to ease your worries, how about this; you show me to your room and tonight, after visiting your Father, I'll come and treat your bruises and injuries. I'll wait until he's asleep to do so. Alright?" the woman offered. Rosemary thought this through and nodded, albeit hesitantly
"What's your name, dear child?"
"I-I'm... R-Rosemary, Miss" Rosemary answered, doing a small curtsy- The best she could, that is, while still holding her book. The woman smiled
"I'm Faragonda. It's very nice to meet you, Rosemary. Now, come. Show me to your room"
The girl, though confused at why the woman was being so kind to her, did as she was told and showed the way to her room, where Faragonda bid her goodbye until later
Later that night, after Rosemary's father had gone to sleep, Faragonda quietly entered the little girl's room
"Are you awake...?" she asked. A small movement came from the bed, a nod. She walked over to the bed and sat on the side of it
"Now, show me your bruises"
Using magic, Faragonda magically healed the bruises mostly, although they were still slightly visible and hurt slightly when touched
"There, all done" she smiled at the little girl, who gave a weak smile back. It was then that she noticed a piece of paper on the floor, and picked it up
"Is that your Mother?"
Rosemary nodded
"T-That's... Mama... I saw her i-in the pictures in the g-gallery" she answered, pointing with her little hands to the woman in the drawing
"Yes, I remember. She was a beautiful young woman, skilled in magic as well. She was one of my best students" Faragonda recalled "you drew her very well. Where did you learn to draw so beautifully?"
"I-It's something I like to d-do, w-when I'm not studying or reading... Its t-the only o-other way I can s-see her... I-I spent l-lots of time learning a-and teaching m-myself" she explained, still stuttering a little "M-Mama was... Your student...?"
"Yes, in Alfea, school for Fairies. I'm the Headmistress there, actually" the older woman answered "when your older, you can go as well. I'm sure your Mother would've liked that, and I'm sure you will"
"R-Really...? H-How much older?" Rosemary asked, hope in her eyes. Hope of freedom. Hope of escape
"Sixteen. How old are you Rosemary?" the girl looked saddened "O-Oh... I turn t-ten in two days..."
Faragonda noticed the girl's sadness, and thought about her situation with her Father
"Rosemary... I would not say this to anyone, but seeing what situation your in... I think you should escape to your Uncle's"
"U-Uncle's...? I... I h-have an Uncle...?" Rosemary asked, curiosity glistening in her eyes
"Yes, actually. Him and Your Mother were twins, in fact" Faragonda answered
The young girl thought on this for a bit "But... But what i-if he does the same to me...? W-What if he doesn't like me...? What i-if he doesn't want me?" she worried
"He won't, I know. I knew your Uncle, and I know that he's a lot like his twin sister, more than just in looks. If he knew what you were going through, he would jump at the chance to take you in and away from all of this" this reassured the girl a bit
"Please. It's for your own safety. I don't know why your Father does this to you, but your Father that I knew would never even think of harming a child. Something is wrong, and I sense dark magic around here" Faragonda explained "get your important things together and escape"
"And w-when I'm sixteen... I-I can come to A-Alfea...?" questioned Rosemary timidly. Faragonda smiled a little
"Of course"
Two days later, a now ten year old Rosemary ran into her bedroom at lightning speed, and quickly shut the door behind her and locked it. Her breathing was quick and heavy as she stared at the crumpled up piece of paper in her hands, what she had just seen and heard still fresh in her mind
"Miss Faragonda was right! I need to get out of here!" she thought, before getting her book-carrying rucksack, emptying it, and putting it on her bed. She had to pack only the important things, so as not to slow her down
"But how will I make sure I won't be seen?" she wondered, until she saw something glisten in her wardrobe. Slowly, she approached it, and saw a pile of gray, with some golden yellow, pathetically stuffed inside of a box.
It was her Mother's old cloak. Years ago she had accidentally stumbled upon this inside of her own room, hidden underneath her bed. She hid it away inside of her wardrobe, The way she knew that it was her mother's was not just because of how it was in her room- But because of something side
After recalling these events, Rosemary looked at her Mother's cloak that she had found many years ago
'R J' her Mother's initials were on the inside. It was quite a coincidence that her name had started with the same letter as her Mother's
The little girl put the cloak on and pulled up the hood. It was much too big for her, but that meant all the more chance that her face was covered completely. She took out a few things and put them in a rucksack which she then proceeded to put on her back. Then she looked towards her bedroom window, and gave a gulp. If she were to do this and fail, she would be in huge trouble. But if she were to succeed... She would be free. Free from her father- From Pain
"It's worth a shot" she thought, giving another gulp before proceeding to climb out of the window
"Halt! Thief!" shouted a guard, seeing the girl climb from the window. Rosemary panicked at the fact that she had already been seen and let go of the window ledge, landing in a small pond that went up to her waist. She looked around, unfamiliar with all her surroundings and the greenery and water, never having actually gone outside
The girl's breathing quickened as guards began running towards her. She sprinted out of the pond and ran towards the wall, trying to climb up as she hadn't a clue where the exit was. Somehow, she managed to get up and jumped down the other side, running across the snow-covered pavement towards anything she could get to. The light snowfall quickened and began to get heavier and heavier as she ran
Eventually, Rosemary lost the guards and was beginning to get cold. She did not know what snow was, or why it was so cold, but all she knew was that it was and she was shivering. She rubbed her arms with her cold hands, trying to keep warm
Suddenly, Rosemary's knees collapsed from the cold and from being tired after running. She curled up into a ball, after seeing that she was in an ally-way and wanting to keep warm. Slowly, her eyes closed, just wanting to rest and warm up...
"Rosemary... My dear child, don't close your eyes. You must get up" said an almost ghostly voice. Shaking a little from the cold, Rosemary slowly opened her eyes and looked at who was in front of her, her eyes glistening with amazement and wonder. Slowly, she reached her hand out
"M-Mama...?" she questioned
"Shh... Keep your strength. Follow me, dear Rosemary. Follow my voice. I will lead you to your Uncle's"
Rosemary rubbed her eyes, to see if this was actually happened. But when she looked again, the woman, her mother, was gone. She took this to believe that this was all just in her head, and began to sob
When suddenly, she heard the sound of a flute, playing a beautiful and familiar melody, one she had deliberately put time and effort into memorizing the tune and words
"...The F-First Noel... M-Mama's f-favorite song..." she whispered, slowly managing to get up. She had to find where this was coming from. Slowly, the little girl managed to walk out of the ally and towards the tune. But after a while of following it, the tune soon ended, and Rosemary was in the middle of the street, in a blizzard
"...Rosemary..."
Rosemary went towards whoever was calling her name "W-Who's t-there...?"
"...Rosemary..." was the only answer she got, no matter how many times she asked. So she just ran towards the voice, left and right, running forwards
Until finally, the voice brought her to a house with a garden, and to the doorstep. Finally though, she collapsed on the doorstep, beginning to black-out, next to a decorated flute which she failed to notice, absolutely freezing cold. Her collapse caused a bang against the door, causing a light to turn on upstairs and a little boy to come toddling down and open the door
"Hello?" when the boy saw Rosemary he gasped
"MUMMY! DADDY! COME QUICK!"
The last thing Rosemary remembered was a hand on her shoulder and a ghostly whisper
"I love you my dear little flower..."
Suddenly, her eyes bolted open and she bolted upright, her breathing quick. She looked around her room and saw it was exactly how she had left it, and that she was in her bed
Had she gotten caught? Had whoever had found her turned her in? Was she going to be punished?
But when she looked at her hands, and herself, saw that the cloak she was wearing was a lot smaller then she remembered it to be. But why was it...?
Suddenly, the realization hit her and all her memories of the past seven years flooded through her head, as well as the sharp throbbing pain in her shoulder. She had escaped. She was now seventeen. She had fought both her father and her ancestor's enemy- And then she had saved his life
But why had that last sentence felt so real if it was just a dream of a past memory? Why had it felt so much realer than all the others? She shook her head, and decided to concentrate on other things
Rosemary slowly pulled the quilt down and dangled her legs over her bed. It had been seven years since she'd seen this room, yet nothing had changed. In fact, it was only now that she had realized that there was a layer of dust over everything. No one had probably been in this room since she ran away- But then again, no one other then her and that one visit from Faragonda had ever been inside in any case
Looking down, Rosemary saw all of her old drawings, scattered across the floor near her bed. Slowly, a tiny smile worked its way on her face, as she leaned down and picked one up
It was one she had drawn many, many years ago, and- although it certainly wasn't her best- was her favorite. It was her, her father and her mother all having a lovely picnic together, with the Sun shining bright, bunnies, rabbits and all sorts of woodland creatures hopping and running around them, fields and fields worth of flowers and bushes. And a bright, beautiful rainbow in the sky, with the words imprinted in in
"My Happy Family"
Rosemary recalled when she had made this surprisingly good drawing. She was about seven, maybe eight, years old- Back when she had hope. Hope that one day her Mother would come back, and her father would love her and they would all be happy together, as she used to believe her Mother hadn't really died. But then not long later she had told her father this, and he called her stupid and hammered the truth into her, and she lost hope
Nevertheless, she kept the picture. It was the closest thing she had to that fantasy, and definitely her favorite picture. Whenever she was down, she would look at it and imagining it happening always brought a smile to her face*
Meanwhile/A little earlier
"Alright then, Theophilus, explain away" said Stella. Theo frowned
"Don't do that" he said at first. After though, he continued with
"Okay, fine. The Hooded Sparrow is... In truth... Rosé- My cousin" he admitted, seeing no point in further hiding the truth
"Wait. Why did the King and Guinevere refer to her as Rosemary then?" Tecna asked
"Because... Rosemary is truthfully her... Full name. She was... Paranoid that if anyone heard her being called her real name, her Father would find her. So she went by one of her Mother's nicknames, Rosé" Theo explained
"She was... That Scared of me?" Griffin asked, regret deep in his voice. Theo simply nodded
"Wait wait wait- Scared of you why?" Bloom confusedly questioned
"Because Rosemary Grace is... My Daughter. I am her father"**
After this reveal, the Winx, bar Flora who had already worked it out, were astonished and stood there for a bit
"But I... I was only like I was because I was under a spell! I regret every moment of what I did to her, even if I could not control my actions. I ruined her childhood... And I broke my promise to take care of her..."
Everyone there could see the regret and hurt inside of his eyes and felt sorry for him- Including Theo, who had a great dislike for the man
"Wait a minute... If you're the father of Rosemary, who is actually Rosé... Theo- King Griffin is your Uncle!?" Tecna worked out. Theo nodded
"That night those men tried to kidnap us? You remember what they said? That our Uncle was rich and also rumored to be something else. He never finished the sentence, because Rosemary didn't want anyone to know the truth" he confirmed
"Wait. Kidnap you?" Griffin asked, confused and worried. Theo just shrugged though "They failed, but that's a story for another time. Go ahead Winx, fire me another question"
"I'm gonna go and check up on her for now guys. Hopefully she'll be waking up soon, and I want to see how she is- You keep on asking questions, I want to have a talk to her alone" one of the winx suddenly told everyone, who just agreed
"So you lied about you not believing that theory about the Hooded Sparrow being the King's daughter?" Tecna asked
"No. Because the theory includes the HS killed its own Mother. Personally I never believed that and believed that it was foul play, or some sort of witch- but she unfortunately did" he explained
"But King Griffin said he saw it with his own eyes!" Bloom argued. Griffin, who didn't want to add anything to the conversation, sighed at his name
"Its true. I did. But it wasn't in cold blood as I previously stated. It wasn't her fault. She didn't mean to..." he sighed, remembering the occasion
A sharp throb in her shoulder brought Rosemary back from out of her trip down memory lane, and back to reality. She winced as she looked at the bandage of her right shoulder, turned her head back to the picture and silently wondering how long she'd have to wait until her arm was back in action. However, it wasn't until she felt a weight on her bed and heard a voice that she realized she wasn't alone
"How are you?" the voice asked.
Mentally, without looking, Rosemary believed that the person by her was Flora. Even though she hadn't heard her voice too much, it was very easy to tell her voice from the others
"...Fine..." Rosemary answered, not daring to speak very loud nor look at the winx member by her, feeling like if she didn't look her face wouldn't be seen. This however, wasn't the case
Rosemary then felt a hand on her elbow, and couldn't help but glance towards it, and follow the hand up to the concerned face of Flora
"Hey, what's wrong? You can tell me Rosemary. Or... Do you prefer Rosé?" the fairy of Nature asked, but Rosemary just gave a small shrug
"You might as well call me by my real name now. No point in hiding it" she stated, before turning her head away
"How long have you known?" she asked
"Well I've known fully since the fire incident"
A half unconscious Flora was being carried by the Hooded Sparrow, who had just landed after jumping from the building, and was now running. However, the Nature Fairy, whom the Hooded Sparrow believed to be fully knocked out, had enough consciousness left to glance up and the HS and get an eagle eye view from under its hood, to see a very familiar face
"It was a little fuzzy because I was only half conscious at the time, but I glanced up and could see under your hood. I didn't tell the others because I wasn't sure if they trusted you or not, and I knew you weren't really bad" Flora admitted. The fact that she hadn't told anyone else did make a small smile appear on Rosemary's face, happy knowing that she hadn't given out her secret
"Well, thanks. And congrats I guess"
"Why did you become the Hooded Sparrow in the first place?" the Nature Fairy suddenly asked, surprising the younger girl
"I... I didn't mean to... W-When I... When I ran away from this place s-seven years ago, the guards spotted me and thought I was a thief. The n-next thing I knew, everyone was talking about it and dubbed me the 'Hooded Sparrow'. They all gave the same reason of 'The hooded figure was quick, small and nimble like a sparrow' so the name sorta stuck" Rosemary began, giving a sigh as she came to the next point in her story
"I never really became the 'Hooded Sparrow' properly until my thirteenth birthday though. I was out late, and because it was winter the sun set much earlier. It was pitch black by the time I made my way home"
Rosemary slowly walked through the dark streets, not liking being alone- especially out in the streets in the dark. But, as she passed by an allyway, she heard a noise. It... sounding like crying
Curiosity taking control of her, she slowly walked back and peeked into the ally. The sight she saw tore at her heartstrings
Sat there, crying and coughing, was a little boy, looking around the age of eight, clutching onto... A little girl, looking no older then five. Only... she wasn't moving. It didn't take Rosemary long to figure out what had happened to the little girl, nor to walk up to the boy and give him a supporting hug, feeling that if she didn't then no one else would
The boy himself was shivering, freezing cold, hungry, tired and probably didn't have long left either. Rosemary noticed how cold he was, and took off her cloak and put it on him as she hugged him, wanting to try and warm him up
"I-It's... N-Not f-fair..." he choked out "W-Why...? Why d-did my s-sister... W-Why did s-she have t-to go...?"
Rosemary wasn't sure on how to respond, so said the truth "I-I don't know... I... I'm sorry"
"I-I... I-I'll miss h-her" he sobbed, before his sobbing broke out into a coughing fit, and began to lean into Rosemary's embrace more then was necessary. As if his muscles had given up and she was his support
"I know... Losing s-someone so c-close is so hard..." she shed a silent tear for the boy, one for the girl and another for her own mother. She knew alright
Suddenly, the boy's breathing turned raggedy, and his voice was no louder than a whisper "W-Why... W-Why are y-you being s-so... N-Nice to me...? N-No one... No one's e-ever been t-this nice t-to us b-before..."
"B-Because... I-I saw you and... No one should h-have to go through something like this a-alone... Without a-anyone to support them or c-comfort them... Y-You looked like you n-needed it... A-And... Everyone deserves kindness and s-someone to help them through... Everyone" Rosemary answered, saying what she truthfully thought. She had never had anyone show her kindness in her childhood, and she had always been alone. But other than her, she thought that no one deserved something like that- And to find people were going through worse broke her heart
"T-Thank you... M-Miss... I-I needed... T-That... C-Comfort..." his voice broke off, as his breathing stopped and his eyes closed, never to open again
Rosemary, however, continued to hug the boy for a while- She had no idea how long, as time just seemed to stop for her. She took all of what happened in, and realized there were most likely more out there like this boy and his sister. Going through so much worse than she did, without food, water or shelter. Dying in the cold, with no one for comfort
It was that day that she promised herself to help those people. Buy them food, clothes, anything she could- Even if it meant going back to her father's home to get the money she needed. It wasn't stealing- Technically. It was her father's money, afterall, and he should've been doing this anyway
"I went out at night, when everyone else was asleep, because I barely left the house in the light. I didn't want to risk one of the guards or Papa seeing me- I thought Papa would have people searching for me. I was scared... He knew who I was, even with a cloak on and in the dark. He had an excuse to try and search for me then, I guess. Theo has always helped, and been watching, just in case things got out of hand" Rosemary finished
Flora looked down and noticed the picture in the younger girl's hands. She smiled a little, but frowned as she realized something else
"It wasn't your fault, Rosemary" she stated
Rosemary just shook her head and sighed "It was... It was all my fault..."
"It wasn't her fault..." Griffin sighed
"How did she die then?" Aisha questioned
"Seventeen years ago... Was meant to be an important day" Griffin began
"I suppose it still is an important day for me but... I've never liked today" Rosemary continued, neither realizing they were saying basically the same things as they were in different parts of the castle
"Rosie picked her first name, and all was happy"
"But the strain was too much"
"And she died in Childbirth"
Okay this chapter was kinda hard. I kept having to chance the order of things, so it kinda got annoying in the end. And the reveal wasn't NEARLY as dramatic as I had planned, but I didn't want another short chapter. So my apologies if you were expecting a real dramatic reveal- So was I! But no matter what I did I couldn't fit it in to be as dramatic as I wanted it to be =/
AND THIS STUPIDLY HOT WEATHER DIDN'T HELP . (It's 32 or so degrees C...) *Grumbles*
Honestly though, I didn't plan that whole flashback of why Rosemary became the HS for good. That just sorta wrote itself, and I actually felt the moment pulling on my heartstrings as I wrote it o.o. I apologize if it seemed corny or rushed or even too sad (Though I doubt the last one). It was meant to be sad but not overwelmingly or cornilly
Also, I've just noticed that over half of this chapter is flashbacks XD. *To the tune of Ode To Joy* EXPOSITION, EXPOSITION, RUSH IT OUT AS-AP! XD
Oh and I've finally begun to watch Season 7. I actually put it off for a while cause I really didn't like the voices, but I figure that I might as well watch it sooner rather than later. So there's something.
But anyway, THE REVELATION! HUZZAH!
Anyhow, onto the *'s!
*- Okay, this has no baring to the story whatsoever but I thought it was funny SOO- When I wrote about the smile, I was listening to 'We Are Believix' (Yes, I still listen to both of the song soundtracks of season 5 and 6 when I write these chapters xD. It helps me write okay? :P) and the lyrics 'We'll turn your smile up now' played literally as I typed 'smile'. In fact, it was more the smile part when I wrote smile. It was funny
I probably just wasted your time with that, my apologies :P
**- DUN DUN DA-DUN, DUN-DA-DUN DUN DA-DUN! DUN DUN DA-DUN DUN DA-DUN DUN-DA-DUN! *CUE THE DARTH VADER THEME MUSIC!*
Sorry, couldn't resist ;]
ANYYYYWAYYYY! Cookiez to everyone who guessed correctly about who Rosemary was, who the Hooded Sparrow was and who Rosé was! I'll name all specifics (Reviews) on a later chapter, because I feel it'd be wrong for me to do such a LOOONG ending A/N showing all the reviews and proof people posted.
But I will say the names of the reviewers-
Congrats to Dragonlover for correctly guessing (AND POSTING PROOF!) that Rosé was Rosemary and the HS, and that Theo had something to do with it (And that Rosemary was someone we knew) =D
Congrats to Miss Mystery for correctly guessing that the HS was the King's Daughter, and that the HS was Theo's cousin! (And also thanks for that encouragement ^-^) =D
Congrats to PaladinJS also! I know you guessed that Theo was the HS, but you were technically right cause he was the CR. I count it
COOKIEZ TO YOU THREE- And also COOKIEZ TO EVERYONE ELSE WHO FIGURED IT OUT! HUZZAH! =D
Oh and Cookiez to anyone who guessed how the Queen supposedly 'Died'. No one had really guessed in their reviews but I'm guessing you all knew by now (Tell me if ya did in reviews! ;])
But anyway, I best be going- I have BAKING to do! So, as per the norm, remember to review to tell me what you think- be it an insult, criticism, suggestions, giving help, pointing out grammar mistakes, theories or just an opinion- Anything really I guess! And I'll see you all next time, per the norm
BYEEEE!