The Forgotten Princess Rose-Chapter 265

After Krystle left, Rose went right to bed. With Zayne not present, Rose could look straight out the window since his large frame wasn’t there to block her view.

The sky had already turned dark but it was still early into the night so morning was a long way from here. To have it come sooner, all Rose needed to do was go to sleep but for some reason, she wasn’t tired yet.

As long as she didn’t step foot outside her bedroom and went to find Zayne then she would win.

"That isn’t hard to do," Rose whispered but part of her was uncertain she would last long.

Rose was wrong that she could sleep without him. She had done it for many years but she had become accustomed to sharing a room with Zayne. First at his camp, on the ship, and now here. It was easy to fall asleep when he was close by and now she was left to sleep alone and endure her thoughts.

"Sleep," Rose said as though it would put her in a trance to fall asleep.

She closed her eyes to force herself to sleep and for the first hour, it didn’t work as she couldn’t help listening to all the little noises she didn’t notice before. Nature didn’t want her to sleep or win it seemed.

Must a bunny be brought here?

Rose closed her eyes and tried harder to go to sleep. She imagined the coming dinner she was still plotting since she didn’t give up. Exactly how she wanted it to be showed in her mind and Rose knew she could do it by herself but her only concern was the king and Zayne.

There shouldn’t be any arguments to ruin her first time hosting a dinner.

The more Rose thought about the dinner, the closer she got to falling asleep and eventually did.

It was later in the night that Rose woke up when she felt movement on the bed.

She smiled shortly after she opened her eyes since she had won the bet. Now this issue of bunnies would come to an end. "You have lost."

Zayne laid on his side not the slightest bit upset that he lost the bet. He never intended to win from the start and was mostly looking forward to seeing if Rose would come seeking him out. "It hurts that you didn’t try to look for me. Didn’t you miss me?"

"I did," Rose honestly answered. "But I wanted to win more. Do I get to tell you what I want now?"

"You do."

"I want you to stop telling me about bunnies. That is all. It is not cute like you think because you have annoyed me. I think I should get a punishment if you do not hold up your end. I will think of the punishment in the future. Now," Rose said, going forward to hug Zayne. "I am quite used to this."

She didn’t know what she would do on the nights when Zayne wouldn’t be here and she couldn’t just go to another room to see him. It was going to be hard to break this habit she was getting used to.

"What are you thinking about?" Zayne asked.

"When you are going to leave. The king won’t stop until you give in to leaving. Or maybe I can cry to him and beg him to let you stay. I can be convincing as a wife who doesn’t want her husband to go. Maybe then he would have a heart and leave you alone," said Rose.

Zayne knew that it wouldn’t matter but he would enjoy the show. He hadn’t been given a lot of chances to see Rose tell others how much she loved him. He enjoyed the rare times that it happened.

"I am going ahead with the dinner and I will not allow for any mistakes caused by arguing. Promise me that you won’t argue with the king. If he needs to be thrown out then so be it but for that evening, no petty remarks to get him started. Promise," Rose stuck out her pinky for Zayne to make the promise.

Zayne made the promise to Rose. "I wouldn’t purposely ruin your dinner, Rose. More than anyone, I have seen how much time and thought you are putting into this. I can promise not to bicker with him but if he gets disrespectful, I will throw him out. Throw or fling."

Rose laughed at the thought of Zayne flinging anyone. "There have been moments when I questioned how close you two are but now I understand that this must be how brothers act. I hope you two can sort it out but not over dinner to ruin it."

Rose rested her head on Zayne’s arm and made herself comfortable to go back to sleep. It was easier this time around and the noises from earlier seemed to be gone.

Rose went back to thinking about the dinner she had to plan, eagerly awaiting the day it would come.

Since the night of the bet, three days passed with the awaited dinner finally happening.

Rose was the busiest one moving around the estate to make sure it was perfect and ready for her guest’s arrival. She spent three days carefully planning every detail of the dinner with Zayne offering her advice.

All that was left now was for her guests to arrive.

Rose glanced at the giant clock near the door. The time she sent out they were to arrive was close to passing and it made her nervous that they would not come when it could be they were only late.

"Relax, Rose. They will show unless they want to deal with me in the morning," said Zayne.

"No violence," Rose reminded Zayne. "Is it in properly?" Rose asked, fidgeting with the hairpin gifted to her by Zayne. It was decorated with jewels to look like flowers on the side.

It was beautiful and just so happened to match the blue dress she opted to wear tonight.

"It is but if you keep poking at it with your fingers then it will be out of place. I can’t promise you dinner will go as you planned since it never does with this family but it will be good. I can see two carriages at the gates," Zayne said, looking ahead.

He walked to the opened front doors, followed closely by Rose who wanted to see her guests coming inside.

"We can still close the doors now and act like we aren’t home," Zayne suggested.

Rose playfully tapped his arm. "We will do no such thing. Smile, Zayne. A fun evening is upon us. I hope."fɾēewebnσveℓ.com