New Beginnings {Enjolras}

Do I Dare?

When Rosalie awoke on her own she slowly opened her eyes to see a sleeping Enjolras in the chair by the foot of the bed. His head was tipped forward, golden curls obstructing the view of his chiseled features. A book was laid open at his feet as if it had fallen from the sleeping revolutionary's hand.

As Rosalie watched his sleeping form she contemplated how such a stoic man who has seemed to banish all emotions, except for his passion for France, care for her like she imagined a lover would do when taking care of an ill companion. Rosalie didn't contemplate it long for it brought about thoughts she had been warned about so she once more locked them away and got up to start a new day.

Her rustling must have woken up Enjolras for he was soon at her side. Rosalie pushed his hands away, slightly irritated at all the fuss. She was too stubborn to see or even notice the worry clearly displayed in his ocean like eyes. "I'm capable of standing, Enjolras. No need to treat me like some doll." She was quite prideful too and hated that she had appeared weak in front of a man that she admired.

He nodded, looking down at his feet. Enjolras was just doing what he thought was right. He also didn't want her to be in any more pain. A few moments passed where he didn't quite know what to do. He didn't want to make her feel like a doll that he was being careful not to break but at that particular moment in time he didn't know how to act around Rosalie as if everything was normal which is what it seemed like she wanted. "Right, of course." He finally said, looking up at her. "I shall go fetch a maid to come help you get ready."

Before Rosalie could protest, he was gone from the room. Then his words sunk in and she actually noticed for the first time how nice her room was. She got up from the bed and went over to the window. Her view was of a small, yet beautiful garden. Red and white rose bushes lined the paths leading to different areas where one could escape from the world and enjoy the sun.

There was a soft knock on the door before an older woman walked in. Despite her regal air there was a soft smile on her face. Her hair was pulled back into a bun with a few curls left hanging to frame her face. Even though her hair was now more dull in color, Rosalie could still see the resemblance to the golden curls a top Enjolras' head. The younger blond couldn't believe that the woman who was going to help her get ready for the day was none other than Enjolras' mother.

Rosalie felt terribly out of place and it must have shown for the older woman's smile widened. "Don't you fret, my dear. A friend of Alexandre's is always welcomed in our home, especially a friend he looks at like he looks at you dear."

Confusion overtook Rosalie's features. Enjolras looked at her in a certain way. Surely his mother was mistaken and just thought that he did because she was hoping for Enjolras to find a wife soon. Enjolras' mother laughed, a light dainty sort of thing and came over, motioning for Rosalie to sit at the vanity. "You must not notice how my son looks at you." She said as she began to brush Rosalie's hair. "I know we have just met but please believe me when I say I have never seen my son look at anyone the way he looks at you."

"Please forgive me madame but your son and I are simply friends and he has been kind enough to help me in my time of trouble." Rosalie replied.

"But of course." Enjolras' mother smiled, knowingly. They were both denying what was so plainly in front of them. "Now I had your dress cleaned and it hasn't quite yet dried so I am giving you one of my plainer dresses. I have also called on a doctor to do a second check to make sure that your father didn't do anymore damage than what is visible. I want you to make yourself at home Rosalie. It will be so nice to have this house filled with more than just Enjolras and myself."

Rosalie just simply smiled at the older woman behind her through the mirror. She couldn't believe all of this was happening to her. She must contact her uncle soon. As Rosalie was getting dressed, she learned that Enjolras' mother was named Reinette and she married up into her status. Reinette was right above Rosalie's status before she married Enjolras' father who had passed away right before Enjolras went to university.