Roselyn's eyes narrowed "You don't fancy it?" She asked noticing her face became pale.

"She does. Don't you Karolina?" The maid asked. A bit of rebuke could be heard from her voice.

The maid who was shocked nodded her head forcing a smile.

Roselyn's eyebrow furrowed, something seemed weird from the way that maid was looking at the dress. It was like she was both concerned and scared.

"Why don't you try it on?" The older maid asked when a smile on her lips was drawn.

The other maid was still looking at Rose with a pleading look as if she wanted to tell her something.

Roselyn was too distracted from the joy that embraced her heart to decipher her gaze. For once since she had been there she felt treated good and she didn't let any suspect get in the middle.

"I forgot.." the older maid said dabbing her forehead, when Roselyn looked at her she explained, "I forgot to tell you to pick the jewelry. My feet are aching, can you go there on your own?"

She nodded unsure whether she was able to remember the route.

"Miss Roselyn, you should decide the tablecloths and the cutlery first." The younger maid interjected trying to ignore the creased forehead of the older maid who didn't expect her to intervene in their conversation and try to impede her vicious plan.

"I agree." smiled Roselyn, "best things shall be left for last."

"I will call the carriage, and tell the King that you are ready to visit the silverware shop."

She went out of the door while Roselyn took a dress from her wardrobe and wore it. The maid helped her to pull the corset. Pulling it strongly, having Roselyn give a grimace of pain but the maid mouthed "sorry." Offering a smile.

If she didn't bring her to decide her dress she would think she was doing it on purpose. But contrary to her expectations she seemed to be kind so she didn't complain. When another pull she gave, Roselyn tried her best not to complain, biting the inner side of her cheek for the pain.

"Perfect." She exclaimed.

Stepping out the door she saw John there, he smiled offering his arm for her to take and walk together outside the mansion.

"A lady shows their real personality when she goes shopping with her man."

Hearing him unconsciously calling himself her man Roselyn felt a shiver run through her spine and her cheeks lightly blushed.

"The choices she makes and keens she has on pursuing says a lot about her future life in the castle. This is what my father always used to say."

"Comparing the choices we make towards objects to how we choose our gentlemen?" She questioned and the King nodded his head, she chuckled. "The first time I hear someone comparing men to objects and not the other way around."

John shook his head and raised an eyebrow, with a proud expression he admitted, "yes. My father loved women and always thought that they are the ones who decide, while we poor men just adapt to their will."

"Your father was a smart man," Roselyn said with a glad smile.

The older maid who followed them till there interjected in their conversation to reply, "he was. He truly was."

They entered in the carriage, John looked at her upside down.

"What?" She asked when he said a light smile on his face.

"Nothing just thinking."

"Hmm. Okay." She replied turning her gaze toward the window, she could see her reflection but not his.

"You don't have a reflection either." She came to the realization.

"Wow, Roselyn. You discovered every vampire characteristic now." He clapped his hands and joked while she rolled his eyes.

"Why do you have to be so impolite?" She questioned.

"I have my good reason." He replied glancing at inclining his head.

Arriving in front of the shop they walked down the carriage.

People who were in the street turned around to gaze at the premature couple and have something to gossip about during the following days.

Some of them walked near them and when the couple entered, behind them few curious people followed them. Probably they were interested in knowing what they were doing there.

"Do you like the attention?" Whispered John noticing the people behind them.

"No. I hate it." She whispered, he gazed at her thinking she was joking. But when he saw her tensed expression he understood she was being serious.

Truthfully enough she disliked the attention she received when he was around her. It was like she could read their judgemental thoughts. Living with two sisters who were just like those people. Always judging when someone was reaching a higher status in life than them. As it was easier to invent reasons to hate people, rather than admitting that you are feeling envy.

It was like she could read their disapproval of their brutal judgment through their gaze.

"Here."

He headed to the back of the store where silverware was.

The King stared at her from the reflection she reflected through a kettle, he smiled whispering near her ear. "If we give them what they want to see then they will let us alone."

She felt the air coming out from his breath on her neck's skin provoking her goosebumps.

Moving her gaze around the shop she saw few women whispering to each other while they shamelessly looked at them.

She turned over, lifting her chin slightly to stare at him straight into the eyes. Her heart began palming against her chest.

Roselyn felt the women's gaze on him but she couldn't break the intensity of John's gaze.

His pupils dilated. She held her breath when he got closer to her.

She looked down at his lips and felt a weird sensation in her body that was telling her to lean even closer. Unconsciously she followed that urge and tilted her head to his opposite side.

He smiled pushing her against the table on which there were located all the silverware which trembled at the shake Roselyn's body provoked.

Her attempt of trying to get her body far from the table as she didn't want to break anything ended in a fail as she loses her balance falling towards the King's direction.

He took her from the hips from the fall and her arms fallen on his neck.

Their bodies were so close and he smiled at the smell of her floral delicate fragrance perfume she emanated.