The Forgotten Princess Rose-Chapter 254

At the estate, Rose kept herself busy in the garden. The weather was too good to pass up walking around to see the land given to Zayne. She wasn’t used to the maids that followed her at a distance to bring her what she needed yet.

She had yet to find what she would keep herself busy with for days like this when Zayne needed to go to the palace. It would be a good time to call upon a friend but Mary had not long returned to her family so Rose did not want to call upon her.

Rose looked forward to meeting Zayne’s sister. If she was lucky then they would get along well.

Rose continued her walk around the garden and eventually ended up at the training grounds where Zayne would invite his soldiers to train when their break with their families ended.

"Where has he sent those without a home?" Rose wondered. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

Rose didn’t want anyone to be misplaced because of her. The estate was too big for the two of them so she didn’t mind having some of the soldiers without families present. It would make the estate noisy on a day like this.

Rose looked up at the sky. It had to be nearing noon yet Zayne was not back yet.

"Krystle," Rose called to the maid she met yesterday.

"Lady Hamilton."

"How long does my husband’s visits to the palace last?" Rose asked.

Krystle thought it over carefully. "From what I know, the prince does not stay in the palace long. It is the ride back that makes it feel like he is away for a long time."

"I see. That makes sense since I cannot see the palace from here. It must be a long ride to get home. I’ve worried for nothing," Rose realised.

"If I may, Lady Hamilton. It must be that you miss your husband. It is quite common among newlyweds to be this way," said Krystle.

"I do miss him but I am more concerned about what he is doing in the palace. What do you know about the king? What can you truly tell me about his relationship with my husband," Rose said, taking a seat on a bench and then patting beside her for Krystle to sit.

Krystle looked back at her peers who were just as puzzled as her. The prince was carefree but they weren’t expecting the same from the lady.

Rose noticed the hesitation and feared she had sat on a dirty bench. "Is it dirty?" She stood up, inspecting the bench. "It looks clean to me. I don’t think my dress is dirty. I don’t want to make a mess of it so soon."

Rose feared having to get changed out of her dress too soon if the mess was too much. She didn’t want to go through her dresses fast to make work for the maids who had to wash them.

"Your dress isn’t dirty, Milady. It is just uncommon for a lady to ask her maids to sit with her."

"Oh. That is the reason? I don’t mind if you sit here. I am the one inviting you," Rose said, sitting back down now that the problem was solved. "I don’t feel good having you stand while we speak and it bothers me to see the others having to follow wherever I go. I should go back inside instead of walking around."

"We are not tired, Lady Hamilton. We have been entrusted with taking care of you so we will follow you wherever you want to go. If you want to be here, we will diligently stand by. That is our job we are paid well to do so I will stand here," said Krystle.

Rose wished they would see she didn’t care about such things but knew it would be hard to stop them from being this way soon. "If that is what you want then I won’t force you to sit. About the king."

"I have never had the pleasure of seeing the king up close to tell you what he is like behind closed doors but I have heard that the three royal siblings are close. They bicker like any other siblings but they are protective of each other. The king just," Krystle stopped, not knowing if she should tell Rose.

"I won’t tell anyone what you share with me," Rose promised.

"The king seems to have plans for the prince’s life. Before your arrival, there was a lot of talk about the king selecting a potential wife for the prince so many of the ladies were excited and waiting when the list would be revealed. Before that, there was another list which got many women excited," Krystle shared.

She continued, "That is why we are all a little surprised that he returned with a wife whilst knowing of the king’s plans. You must be prepared for those who think you stole their chance with the prince and I don’t want to put it in your head but maybe, the king would be a little upset."

Rose smiled, grateful for Krystle being so honest with her. "Thank you. I will keep that in mind. I am done with the garden for now and will retire to my room so all of you can rest. I will see the furniture the queen spoke about later."

Rose stood up to go back inside so the servants could rest their feet. She had been in their position before and never wanted there to be a time when she didn’t treat them fairly.

"Someone is running to us. Is there trouble?" Rose asked, watching a maid run toward them.

Krystle left Rose’s side to find out what was behind all the rush and after she found out, she returned to Rose’s side. "Your mother-in-law is here. Should I have a room prepared for you and something to drink?"

"Yes, thank you. I should get to her fast. Where is she?" Rose questioned, hurrying off to see Catherine.

"In the drawing room. I will join to serve," Krystle replied.

Rose went straight to where Catherine was. She was tired from the long walk to get back inside but tried not to let it show. "Lady Catherine," she curtsied.

"It seems I pulled you from somewhere far. Had I known, I would have waited for you when you came back inside but the matter is urgent. My sons are going to be the death of me," Catherine said, touching her aching head. "They got into a fight in the palace and now it is being resolved so Zayne will not be coming home soon."

Catherine knew the court was enjoying this since they loved any reason to speak about Zayne and be able to punish him.

"I want to scold Zayne for not thinking of having you here for so long alone but I know Gage can be a fool at times. A lot of times," Catherine corrected herself. "They love each other but those two always end up bumping heads. I wish their brother or father would be around to be the voice of reason. It is becoming too much for me now that they are much taller."

"It is out of our control but take my advice. Try to have daughters. They are a tad easier to manage," said Catherine.