Rosie's POV
I look at the girls around me. Dina Kelpher is watching an army video and Felicity Cervine is touching up her makeup. I heard that the only reason they were picked was because their parents were and still are close friends to the King and Queen. A maid walks in, carrying a note on a silver platter. She stops in front of me. "The prince requests your presence in the library." I nod and follow her to the library. When the doors open, I feel my eyebrows raise. Instead of Luke, Prince Dylan is there. "Prince Dylan?" I ask. "My brother will be here momentarily." He says. "Dylan!" The Queen yells. "Oh shoot." Prince Dylan mutters under his breath. "I'm sorry, Lady Rosalind. I have to go." I nod and a few seconds later, Luke walks in. "Dylan, Mom needs you ASAP. Something about Ella Simpson's daughter?" (A/N: Ella Anderson and Casey Simpson got married) Dylan pales and runs from the room. "Now, Rosie," he begins. "When I tell you this, try not to freak out." I nod. He takes my hand and leads me to my room. The soldier that constantly helps me is there. "Officer." Luke says. "Your Highness." The soldier replies. "I'll leave you two to it." The soldier takes a step towards me. Than another before smiling at me. He looks so familiar. "Rosebud." He whispers, extending his arms.
Daddy?!?!
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Dancing Into My Heart
FanfictionRosie Meyer is a average 17 year old girl from Hartford CT. When she's chosen to win the heart of a famous actor, what will happen to her and her family? This is a Jace Norman and a little bit of the Selection. It's Jace's son so, it kinda is Jace...
