Rose Bush

Niklaus remained silent while she was talking. He listened with attention without interrupting her. He glanced at their hands and smiled hearing her last sentence "So...you would like to know me better, right? You know..if you knew me better, you wouldn't stay here talking with me. But...if you really wish, why not?" He grabbed her hand this time and started massagging her wrist softly with his finger

Niklaus remained silent and motionless as she pressed her lips on his. For a short moment he wrapped her shoulder as she leaned her head on his chest. But suddenly he grabbed her shoulders and pushed her away. He forced her to look at his face "But why do you want to know who I am? I could be...everything. You know nothing about me, Elizabeth. Nothing! But if you really wish to know my secret..well, I'll tell you..." He grabbed her wrist again, not carying to hurt her and took a deep breath "I killed my father. Are you satisfied, now?" He almost shouted and let her go suddenly, stepping back and looking elsewhere. His bit strongly his lower lip

Anne walked past the rose bush staring at the largest rose crushed by the wind now it was crestfallen and fading...

Kathleen went out for a walk in the garden.She saw a familiar face watching the rose bush.She approoached to see who it is.That was one of Anne Boleyn`s ladies-in-waiting-Lady Anne Parr.
"Good morning,lady Anne.The rose bush is very beautiful,isn`t it?"

She turned back and smiled to her saying:
"Roses are always beautiful m'lady,even when wilted.Are you new to court?"

"Yes,I`ve just arrived as a lady-in-waiting to mistress Anne Boleyn" she smiled and added "Unfortunately,I don`t have any friends here,at court."

"I don't have friends here too,don't worry m'lady!"she said still smiling at her."We talked for so long without asking you,what is your name m'lady?"she asked looking at her.

"Kathleen Clark.And you are lady Anne Parr,I suppose?"said Kathleen.
"Nice to meet you,m`lady."

"Yes,I am Anne Parr"she nodded and added "Nice to meet you too Kathleen,how old are you Kathleen?How can I call you in nickname?" Anne asked and smiled.

"I`m eighteen.You can call me Kat,if you want" she answered.
She saw one fallen rose on the grass,she took it and said:"My mother used to plant a lot of roses in the garden in our family house,when I was little.She told me that if a rose falls on the ground,that means a tragedy is going to happen."

"Young lady,I see this rose is going to fall soon,but I hope your predictions are not something we should worry for in future." she said constrainedly.

"I hope too.But ,in fact,nobody can prevent a tragedy to happen,luckily,the same applies to happiness" said Kathleen.
"Life has its downfalls as well as it has its rises" she added.

"Yes,the wheel whirls and things change.One day you are on the south,the other on the north.No matter where you turn to,the things would never be the same as they used to be!"she said."We seem to have a lot in common.I have to go now m'lady I have some things to do.I am glad that I met you.Talk to later."she added,smiled to her and headed to the palace.

"It was pleasure for me to talk to you,lady Anne.I believe we can get to know each other in the future"she smiled and walked into the castle.

Annabelle took an adventure to the east gardens . The surroundings around her were amazing and lovely , she walked towards the rose bush where she was meant to meet a young lady named Elizabeth. As she walked around the coner Annabelle saw someone wave at her . That must be Elizabeth, she smiled warmly at her and waved back walking towards her. "good evening ,lady Elizabeth"

She smiles brightly at her "oh being at court is wonderful, this whole place is beautiful and the people are so nice they welcome me like they knew me for years" she sniffs the air around her "i love the smell of these flowers and the veiws are just out of this world"

Mary walked threw the rose bush with a smile on her face.

Alice went to the rose bush with her embroidery and sat, sewing a little design on a handkerchief as she listened to the sweet birdsong in the air.

Elizabeth walks the rose bush in the east garden. She had a red rose in her hand. She love the smell of roses.