Chapter 1

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A princess is born

Amongst many pink and blue blankets there was Rose, wrapped in a small, golden colored blanket. The tiny pink hat on head  had a crown printed on it; she was royal after all. Her grandparents didn't want her mixed up with any other baby, so they had the nurses wrap her up uniquely.

Maybe that is why she is so unique today; not like her cousins at all. Rose's idea of a tea party is pond water and mud pies with Trenton. We will get to that later, let's get back to the beginning.

What was I saying? Oh yes, Rose was a beautiful baby; her eyes were a beautiful hazel and her face was giggly and happy the second she stopped crying. She cooed up at her father, who was standing with Trenton, in the window. They smiled back at baby Rose, "Trenton, that is your baby. You take care of her and don't let anything happen to her when I'm not around. Okay?"

Five year old Trenton didn't understand why this baby was his, but he nodded and looked at her in awe. He put his hand on the window and Rose giggled when she saw it. Trenton looked up at Jonothan and yawned, smiling tiredly, "can she come home with me?"

Jonothan shakes his head, "no son, she goes home with me." Trenton's eyebrows scrunch up in confusion. "but you said she is mine!?"  Jonothan picks up little Trenton and looks at him again. 

"When she is old enough, you get to take her home," Jonothan speaks soothingly. "Tomorrow she is going home with me, but you can visit her whenever you. Okay?" Trenton nods and rests his head on Jonothan's shoulder before falling asleep. 

"Is she gonna grow up and be with me like mommy and daddy?" His words are slow and slightly slurred. Jonothan nods and answers back, "Hopefully bud." 


((Yes yes I know, Short, but it is only the beginning. just wait for more. 

Izzybee_310 thank you so much for giving me some help. I am having your ideas put in the next chapter!!))

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