The Rose

Chapter eighteen: Prisoner within safety

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He watched her sleeping on his bed. They had made it back to the castle after a few silent hours in the bumpy carriage.

One horse had lost a leg during the travel leaving a trial of its blood, which go Draco's distaste made for an agonizing ride. He groaned softly watching her roll over in her sleep, the scars on her face and arms were healing from the birds earlier.

He was pacing, he told his father of what the wolves were planning and the palace had begun to fill with guards, more then the usual amount. He had been confined to his room as well as Roselyn.

Three guards stood outside his door. One outside his window and the fourth man walked up and down the halls, a reaper by birth, a guard for royalty by choice. He was furious, he and his lover had been confined, prisoners in their own home.

He sat beside her in bed, cleaning her wounds, the dried blood had beaded up, causing the wounds to be darker and easier to open again.

One cut opened and blood began to slowly drip down her forehead. She whined in her sleep but didn't wake. He wiped the blood off using his finger, he licked up the blood and let out a soft purr. He walked towards the bathroom grabbing for a bandaid and a wipe.

He had to clean it up or he would loose control again. He would do what he had done before. He was angry that he had lost control. He began pace again. He was going crazy, had he messed up, was it his fault this was happening?

He finally cleaned her off and fixed the wounds. He opened the door to room but was knocked back into the room.

"You can not keep me in here!" He yelled. Roselyn jumped, panicked. She was worried.

Her eyes went wide. "Draco what's wrong?" He looked back at her softly.

"They locked us in here." He said throwing his hands up in the air. He was angry, his father had tossed him in his room like a rat. Made him keep her in the room even though she was injured.

He wished he could change their predicament, he began to pace once again complaining as he went. He would pace a hold on the floor if he continued like this.

"Calm down." She said softly. "It's okay, we can get through this. We bested ogres and you're afraid of your father."

"I am not afraid of my father I am furious about being placed in my damn room, locked in here like a prisoner. Locked away in here like a dog." He growled softly. He was furious still, but her aura was calming him down.

The door soon opened his mother standing there. "Son, your father is angry. He does not blame you but you must stay here, with her, no questions asked, no leaving. Do you have a certain maid of maids that you want to come and bring you food and drinks."

"No I-" he was interrupted by Roselyn tugging on his shirt.

"Can we have Jennie? The cat girl?" She asked, she was interested in her, wanted to know more about her and her mind. He nodded.

"Jennie then," he said with a grin. "Please mother."

She thanked him after his mother left the room. He smiled softly and kissed her. "Anything you desire you will receive." She smiled thankful for him. He hoped she was feeling well, he also hoped he hadn't messed up. His father had thrown them in his room, now a cage.

He held her close hearing the shouting of guards. They were trading posts. He smiled seeing that there would be small amounts of time that there would be no guards there to push them back into their room.

He held her close realizing he had made the mistake of putting her in this place. Locking her within this room.

"You know since we are just here, no place to go we could have some fun." He whispered in her ear.

"Will it take your mind off it all?" She asked unsure.

"Of course." He whispered. He grinned at her, his hands tracing images on her skin. Leaving love bites along the way. "You entrap my mind, soul, and if my heart."

She smiled softly, a wide blush running across her face. He smiled and kissed her cheek carefully. He soon managed to remove her clothes.

The bliss and distraction was all he needed for the two hours that it proceeded. He kept pacing after she slept once more.

He would get out of this cushy prison, and take her with him to.