The Forgotten Princess Rose
Chapter 129

Chapter 129: Chapter 129

Rose regretted being the one to suggest they share a bed as now she could not back out of what she started. She had been so confident until Zayne pointed out that he was teasing her.

Rose laid on the edge of the left side of the bed, backing Zayne to look out the window at his perfect view of the sky. Seeing the sky helped to calm her thoughts about sharing a bed with Zayne.

It had become so silent since they both laid down and Rose wondered if Zayne had fallen asleep but didn’t try to turn to see if he was awake. She didn’t want to be caught turning to look at him.

Rose closed her eyes, pretending to go to sleep, waiting for the moment when she could sneak back to her room. She didn’t know how much time passed since she closed her eyes but Rose sat up, ready to make her escape.

"Leaving already?" Zayne asked, his eyes still closed. "I’m a light sleeper, Rose. Should I have told you that earlier so you could plot a better escape?"

"No," Rose laid back down. "I’m sorry."

"If you were only going to try escaping so soon, why did you make the offer? Was it to make me go to sleep?" Zayne inquired.

"Yes. We were too stubborn once more. I thought doing this would get us to sleep and then I could go back to my room. I have not been sleeping on my bed. I might have if my view of the sky was like yours, " Rose said.

Zayne opened his eyes to see the sky. He tried not to look at Rose’s frame as she laid on her side. "You are welcome to sleep here every night to see the view."

Rose blushed, wanting to place her pillow over her head so as not to have to listen to Zayne anymore. He had no shame in opening his bed to her so easily. The bed was big but one should be careful when extending invitations.

"If you believe I can protect you, what stops you from sleeping on your bed?" Zayne asked, his gaze lingering on Rose for a moment.

"I have not broken all of my old habits yet. I try to lie on it for a moment before I go to the side of it. I lie on it longer each night so I am getting better. Do you have habits you are trying to change?" Rose asked, their conversation removing the awkwardness.

"Not that I can think of,’ Zayne replied.

"I can think of one but it isn’t of use telling you. You will not stop spending your money," Rose muttered.

Zayne was able to hear it and laughed. "I grew up in a wealthy family, Rose. I have earned well and been rewarded for my efforts in all our battles. I have money that I will not get to spend in my lifetime so, why not use it as I want to while I am here?"

"It is like you said. Because I do not have money I will always think of saving it. Zayne, I am a bit scared if my family is within the Ambroses," Rose confessed, her hand squeezing the blanket keeping her warm.

"Why?"

"What if I do not fit in? What if the place I have been is not one where they would accept?" Rose questioned, voicing the fears in her head.

"Then they would be fools, Rose. You did not pick where you were kidnapped and placed. You were a child then and if they cannot accept it, they are fools. If they are your family, I will not leave your side until you feel comfortable with them. Try to have more positive thoughts," Zayne advised Rose. "They could be lovely people happy to see you back."

"Yes. My mind is always against me to think the worst. It is silly of me to worry when I have not met them," Rose said, her fears slowly disappearing.

"You will need a new dress-"

"I will not," Rose declined the offer. "See," she pointed to his spending habit. "Would you allow it if I wanted to buy you expensive shirts and pants?"

"I would be amused by how you would buy it," Zayne replied. "You had a hard time deciding how to spend your money tonight. Your gifts would never be so expensive but if you were to bring me one, I would accept it."

Rose closed her eyes to go to sleep.

"Angry with me?" Zayne asked, still looking at her figure but he kept his gaze on the upper half of her body. "You went silent."

"No," Rose answered. "Sleep is coming over me. I have a lot of work to do before we leave so I must sleep now. Good night."

"You sound angry with me, Rose. Is it because you failed to get the answer you wanted-"

"It is not. Please go sleep," Rose said, covering her ear so she couldn’t hear Zayne.

Zayne chuckled, entertained by Rose’s stubbornness. At least she was trying to go to sleep now even if it was so she didn’t have to speak to him anymore.

Zayne looked away from Rose to the ceiling above them. With her so close, it was hard to focus. He tried not to think of pulling her away from the edge of the bed to be near him. To hold her close so the nightmares that affected her sleep wouldn’t be there anymore.

Zayne sighed, closing his eyes to get some sleep. He could have ignored everything in the beginning so he wouldn’t be in this predicament now but it wasn’t in his nature to ignore someone in need of help. Now, it left him unable to touch the one woman he had feelings for.

Zayne drifted off to sleep, wanting morning to come fast to end this.

It was late in the night after Zayne had fallen to sleep that he felt movement on the bed. Thinking it to be Rose trying to escape again, Zayne opened his eyes to catch her in the act but to his surprise, Rose had moved to change her position.

Zayne no longer had to worry about her rolling over to fall but now he was concerned about their closeness. Though it did affect him a little he was more concerned about how Rose would think about their new closeness.

’She rolls around,’ Zayne noticed.

Rose probably didn’t know since she didn’t sleep on her bed. There was no way for her to roll when she slept between a bed and a wall. It was something he wanted to tease her about yet kept secret at the same time so Rose wouldn’t be against sharing a bed with him again.

It was unfair to Zayne how Rose slept so peacefully while he was now wide awake. He remained frozen in place as the slightest movement from him might wake her.

While her reaction would amuse him now, Rose needed the rest. She needed to have a comfortable night on a bed for once to see why she should no longer sleep on the floor.

Rose moved once again her hand reaching out to where Zayne laid but it did not touch him. If she rolled to the right again, she would be close to touching him.

Zayne slowly sat up, contemplating leaving the bed. As fun as it would be to tease Rose when she woke up, he thought about his earlier confession and how they could take two steps back with Rose avoiding him tomorrow if he did not move.

Before Zayne moved, he pushed Rose’s hair out of her face and smiled when she wiggled her nose, tickled when her hair moved. Everything about her was captivating. ’They will like you.’

If Rose’s family wouldn’t accept her, Zayne would go with his plans to take her with him. She wouldn’t have to be a maid once they left this land. He already had enough there so there wasn’t a need for another.

Even though Rose might never share his feelings, Zayne would be satisfied with her living like a lady in his home. What mattered more than his feelings was Rose living well. She deserved to be treated well.

"You fool," Zayne muttered, finally leaving the bed to give Rose the space she needed.

He was like some creep watching Rose as she slept which was one of the last things Rose would like to know someone did.

There was a sudden need to practise shooting targets with his gun or using his sword to train to blow off steam.

Zayne opted to take a map to start marking out their trip to the Ambrose’s.

Unbeknownst to Zayne, Rose had woken up after he moved and made noise.

Rose tried her hardest not to give away that she had woken up. Her mind was clouded by Zayne gently touching her hair to move it from her face and Zayne leaving to let her have the bed. He had touched her but it wasn’t in a way that bothered her. His touch relaxed her.

Rose was left confused as she didn’t know how to explain what she felt now.