She was so deep in her thoughts that she didn't realize the smile on his face.

He exploded in laughs as he couldn't take it anymore, she rolled her eyes punching his arm as soon as she realized he was making fun of her.

"You face," he said taking some air between the laughs. "It was so funny. For a second I thought your eyes would explode for the excessive widening." He exclaimed.

"So funny." Roselyn pretended to fake a laugh and rolled her eyes.

She reached the door when he called her name, "Rose.." she turned over, bewildered by the way he called her, it was the first time he called her with a nickname.

He continued when she paused to look at him, "however the kiss wasn't that bad. I mean to be your first one."

Roselyn rolled her eyes at his cheesy statement.

"I can't say the same." She replied imitating his same sarcastic tone of voice and stepped out the door to reach her room.

The older maid was waiting for her in the room, "miss Roselyn." She said bowing down at her entrance.

"I prepared the dress. Do you want to try it on?" She asked, holding the dress that Roselyn picked from the locked room.

"Yes. Thank you." She said, slipping out the dress she currently wore to wear the new one. The fabric was soft at her touch, as she wore it she felt the excitement run through her veins. A weird feeling of joy imploded inside her. Seeing the reflection that the mirror cast, she blinked twice to prove to herself she wasn't dreaming. It has been few days since the day she decided to accept the agreement yet the woman she saw reflected in front of her was completely different.

She smiled, the dress suited her perfectly. It had a heart-shaped neck, filled with some gold embroidery which offered the dress a classy style but not too exaggerated.

The sleeves were puffed and it had a bell-shaped skirt that extended from the line of the side to its lower part, giving the whole look a raffinate touch.

"That's a shame that the King can't see you." The maid gasped under her breath.

"I will go to him, our marriage is not... conventional, and it shall remain that way." She concluded taking her decision.

The old maid watched her step out of the room, she had a smirk on her face and a proud devilish gaze.

When the younger maid walked in after seeing Roselyn stepping out she folded her arms. "This is too much." She whispered.

"Don't get in the middle." A stinging scold was the reply the young girl got.

"You know that room is holy for him. The nicest thing he will do to her after seeing her wearing her mother's dress would be kicking her out." Her voice got louder and the older maid checked around her to see if anyone heard her then she pointed her finger against her, her eyebrows knitted down before she hissed: "That is the whole point, silly girl." She clenched her teeth. "Stay. Out. Of. This." She spat out each word in a final warning.

"I hope one day, sooner or later, all the harm you cause to people will come back on you." She whispered glancing at her with disgust and madness.

"Have a nice day, Caroline." The older maid offered a plastic smile then she walked out of the room.

Roselyn meanwhile reached the door of the King's room, lucky she managed to remember the long path and reach his room.

She unconsciously fixed the dress and her hair, taking a long breath before knocking on the door.

"It's Roselyn." She said from behind the door.

"Did you change your mind? What a shame I put that prohibition on the agreem..." the door budged and as soon as she saw her, he froze.

His jaw dropped and he became pale. His gaze falls on her dress scanning it upside down.

"Y-y-you don't like it?" She spattered when his gaze intensified and from being puzzled it turned out to be furious. She recognized the angry expression as it was the same he had when he run out of the house in a rush disappearing for hours.

"Where did you find it?" He clenched his fists and shut his eyes close in a desperate attempt to try to remain calm.

"A maid.. accompanied me in a roo-"

Before she could finish the sentence he intervened, opening his eyes. "You entered that room?" His fists were shaking from his vain attempt of trying to remain calm and stifle the immense anger.

"Ye-"

"I want you out." He thundered so aloud that Roselyn felt her heart skip a beat.

"But I-"

"OUT!" Another shout escaped from his lips, his voice was shaken and severe.

She took few steps back, looking down as she couldn't bear the way he looked at her. She had never seen him angry before and she surely didn't wish to drive him mad with something so massive. Her eyes glanced up to him just to offer a pleading look, like if it could help to solve the situation.

He put his hands on his head, looking once again at the dress she wore. "You have one hour to prepare your suitcase and step on the carriage to leave."

Roselyn wanted to intervene to try to explain to him that was just a setup and she didn't mean to offend him. But she was too shaken, she gave him a quick sad glance. The corners of her lips curved down and her eyes filled with tears.. She looked up to stifle the tears and turned over not to be seen by him when her attempt failed and tears fell down her cheeks.