The Forgotten Princess Rose

Chapter 182

Chapter 182: Chapter 182"There isn’t a note along the path. The winds may have blown it away, it dropped before the flower boy reached the manor, or the lord forgot to place one," said Emmett.

Madeline thought it strange since Victor never once forgot to do it. "He knows that I place them in a box. How busy is he to forget to put one? He is the one who needs to rest. Be ready, Emmett. When the lord returns I might trap him in our room and force him to sleep. Place the flowers in our room."

Madeline watched as Emmett picked up the vase. It was beautiful like many of the others he used before. When had he found time to send someone for flowers? All Victor spoke of recently was protecting the manor and the homes of his relatives.

Madeline turned to leave to find her daughters but then something struck her. "Emmett, bring it back here for a moment. I’m sorry I just can’t believe that he wouldn’t put a note there. It isn’t like him. Was it the flower boy he always uses?"

"Yes. The same young man and from the cut, I know it was his mother. Her cut is always so precise and then there is the ribbon," Emmett said, inspecting the small details. It was prepared the same way as all the others.

"Then it must be from him," Madeline said, putting her concern to rest. "He didn’t put a note. Perhaps I am still tired. You can continue to take them to our room. I will find the girls to tell them that I am ready for the picnic."

Madeline left Emmett’s side in

Rose waited with Madeline and then later joined Anna to walk toward the fields with guards following them.

Out of every part of the manor Rose had explored since her return, seeing the fields ahead of her was what felt most familiar. It was just like the dream and now she could confirm that it was a memory rather than a dream.

The hills were right before her and like she remembered, there was a large tree providing shade to a grassy area below it.

Rose searched the land for the area she remembered running around. She walked ahead of the group to explore more and ended up beneath the tree where there was a blanket placed. Rose sat down and looked at the field full of flowers.

"I remember this. Only this," Rose informed the others.

Madeline sat down beside Rose to look out at the field. "You have come here a lot in the past. You would run not too far from here while I sat here. Anna might join us a few times but she would either fall asleep fast or ask to return inside."

"I don’t remember coming out here," Anna said since her childhood when Rose was around was a blur. "Younger me was right to stay inside."

"It is peaceful," Rose said, closing her eyes as she tried to find the memory of it again.

After eight years of being confused by the memory and fainting before she remembered too much, she was finally here. She was here at the beautiful place she once wanted to be her resting place.

Rose couldn’t remember anything more than hearing the name Rose and the world going dark when she turned around to see who was calling her. She got the feeling it was that day she was stolen from this very field and her body was saving her from living through it again.

Rose opened her eyes to look at the peaceful field once more. If not for the people she had come across up to this point, Rose would stay in this field forever but now she had a new purpose. She wanted to live. Her story would not end here when there was much for her to see and experience.