ROSIE
My desperate letter was finished and I knew there wasn't much I could do but start to pack. I dragged a large trunk from my wardrobe and lifted the heavy lid of the large wooden box. Inside was a few childhood memories. My certificates and suchlike but because the Senator moved around I don't have much stuff in the first place. I placed in my blanket and a soft silky pillow (it wasn't mine as it came with the house and I didn't want the awful Senator to be to have it. )I emptied out the desk drawers. A comb, hair ties, loads of books, my Star Wars DVD collection and all of my clothes. As a final job for the Tailor, I need to ask him to make me a dress fit for a royal ball just in case. Also I added in my folder of piano music, more books, my night light, my metronome and a photo book filled with pictures of me and my parents and a wadge of old letters tied up with a blue ribbon from my old friend Tiggy. I'm guessing I'll probably see Tiggy at the palace but it will be so awkward, I haven't seen him in 10 years! Just as I put in my paint box and my cuddly toys the phone rang and on the other end of the phone was a voice I was not expecting.
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Tiggy and I
Ficción GeneralPrince Tigerius and Rosie, daughter of High Senator of Andalucia, have been best friends since they were babies. Brutally ripped apart from eachother at a young age when Rosie's father was caught up in a false affair with Tigerius' mother, the two s...
