"Wait here, Rose."
Rose held onto Zayne's hand not wanting him to go alone. "Shouldn't I come with you to show my face?"
"I want to check that there isn't a surprise waiting for us because we have come when he doesn't want us. I will not go far," Zayne promised, waiting for Rose to let him go.
Rose reluctantly let go and stood by the carriage as Zayne walked up to the front doors. She understood why the lord would be angry but before they could speak, would he attack them?
Zayne entered the wide-open doors and immediately a portrait caught his attention. It was a better look at what Rose might look like later on in the future. There was no doubt in Zayne's mind that Rose was finally home.
The little girl sitting in the portrait with Lady Ambrose didn't look anything like Rose so Zayne assumed it to be the second daughter. He looked around for one of the missing daughter hoping the Ambroses weren't like the king to have certain children on the wall.
