I ADDED CRAP TO THE END!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Twenty steps to the right, fix the flowers, turn. Twenty steps left, adjust the painting, turn, repeat. I had done this for four hours because Rosa was nowhere to be found. She had vanished, and she was supposed to be on lockdown. I sighed and adjusted the painting for the thousandth time.
"Niles!" My father barked at me. "Stop pacing! And leave the damn flowers alone!" My father yelled from where he stood in the main hall.
I sighed and stood still, though it was extremely difficult. She was my baby sister for crying out loud! And she had been missing for almost five hours. How did he expect me to be still? "Do you even care, that she is missing? She is your daughter and you have treated her terribly!" I yelled back at my father.
Father turned to face me very slowly. "I am your king, you will not speak to me that way."
I grit my teeth and marched up to him. "You may be my king, but, more importantly, you are my father. And you once told me, that if anything happens to my sister, you are more my father than my king. Look around you! Something has happened to my sister, your daughter! And you do not seem to care!"
Father took a step towards me so we were nose to nose. "Things have changed, Niles. Your sister does not respect me, nor does she keep her place. She is a lady, and she has a duty to do just that." He backed away. "If she is not back by sundown," he paused to shrug. "Close the gates." With that, my father left the hall.
I stared after him, panic freezing me to my spot. He couldn't close the gates and leave her outside. He didn't know what lay out there, waiting, watching, looking for an opportunity to grab a being with magic running through it's veins. And a woman at that. I stalked to the guards by the door.
"You will not abide by my father's rules, hear?" I demanded. The guards stared at me for a moment before one spoke out.
"I'm sorry Highness, but that would be treason on our part, we cann-" I cut the guard off, stepping so we were nose to nose.
"You will not abide by my father's rules, or I will see to it that you do not make it back to this position, or any position ever again, hear?" The guard shrank back and nodded.
I spun on my heel and walked down the hall, running a hand through my hair. What I did was something my father would have done. Had Rose seen my actions she would have been so angry. I hated it when she was angry, not because she was scary when she was angry, but that she had a way of manipulating the way you feel while she is angry.
I chuckled softy as I walked almost aimlessly. She was so much like our mother. Carefree but still somehow in control. And stubborn. Mother was thick headed the way Rosalie was, they both hated the way women were treated. They were so alike, and Rosa didn't even have a good memory of her. This thought made me frown, where was she?
I glanced at the guards behind me once more before walking off. If she didn't come back on her own, I was going to go find her. I thought of everywhere she normally hides in the castle, but when I checked, she wasn't there. Did it have to do with the mark on her arm? Was she really the Dragoness? I ran a hand through my hair again; the only place to go was back to that book hidden behind the painting.
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Rosalie:
I rode up to the stables and launched off Winnie, guiding her to her stall. Once I was sure she was secure I ran to the wooden door in the brick that I used to escape. As quietly as possible I pulled the door open and promptly after, screamed. Niles was standing there, along with a guard, who's name I believe was Roger. Niles looked so angry, one would not believe.
"Niles." I squeaked.
He just glared at me. I didn't know how long we stood there, but with Niles glaring at me and the guard behind him, standing proud and tall, it felt like an eternity. Niles sent me one last glare before turning around and walking down the passageway. The guard that came with him grabbed my arm, not too roughly or tight, but enough to be irritating. Roger led me down the passage, Niles a good five yards in front of us.
I was concerned for what Niles was going to do when we got to wherever, he was probably going to yell at me. He never laid a hand on me without good intentions, unlike my father who hit me whenever I did something to upset him. We continued walking for five more minutes before stopping outside a large door. I swallowed uneasily, Niles' office.
Roger opened the door, and released my arm, before disappearing. I glared at the way he went, despising him for leaving me alone with my fuming brother. Alas, my view of the hall was cut off too soon by Niles closing the door. The sound echoed, making the tension greater than it was, already.
Taking a deep breath, I turned to my brother, ready to get it over with. But as soon as I opened my mouth Niles out his hand up, silencing me. He pinched the bridge of his nose and walked behind his desk, pacing. I stared at him, biting my lip. What had I done? I wondered. After another eternity Niles faced me again, setting his palms on his desk.
"What the hell, Rosalie?"
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Ok, so I know it's shorter than normal, but y'all's is in fo' a big surprise in the next chapter. Also, I know it's been a while since I last updated. I think. I don't know, y'all never complain if I don't update regularly, which I am grateful for cause literally, I cannot follow a schedule. My whole life is not on a schedule. I kind of just ride a wave and go with it. But, I am a graphic designer, so that is how crap works for me.
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"So, if any of y'all have read/are reading any of my other books, you should have realized that I am a hopeless romantic. (So I totally just wrote realised and autocorrect corrected it. Like seriously autocorrect! Sometimes I type words Britishly! Why you changing crap!?) Anyway, so I was just thinking about how this book has literally no romance in it. And I am kind of proud of myself. Cause this book is really about the bonding between Alanie and Rosalie. They have a loving sisterly bond and I think it's awesome. So I probably won't put any romance in it. In fact.... What if I make it so the Dr-mmmphfff!!!!!!" A hand slapped over my mouth and an arm wrapped itself around my collarbone.
"Mmm!!! Mmmmff!" I tried to yell but I couldn't. Tears slipped from my eyes when I realised I was being kidnapped.
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The Last Dragoness (On Hold)
FantasíaRosalie was only six when the man with the orb gave her the mark. She didn't know what it meant then, but her brother and father did. Ten years later Rosalie's marks are starting to glow and burn all the time. She couldn't hide it much longer, but...