Alexander
She was gone.
She was really gone.
I didn’t believe it when Arthur appeared in my study panting, and with a wild look in his eyes.
The first sign something was not right was the unconscious guard sprawled out across the back entrance to the kitchens.
But when Lucille discovered that Rosalie was not in her bedchamber, or even out on the terrace, she went directly to Arthur to confirm what she had suspected in her own heart, that Rosalie had run away in the night.
A thorough search of the castle and grounds confirmed that she was in fact gone. And what’s worse is that no one had any idea of where she may have disappeared too. Even Lucille, who had been her constant companion for the last fortnight, had no idea that she planned to run away. She hadn’t even managed to get
