Wild English Rose: WIP XVIXVI. There was a corner that had been turned and Carroll was worried. His mind was gone as he set the tray in order, the actions robotic. The cook watched him move slowly but said nothing, just smiled to himself as he finished making breakfast. It wasn't until Carroll nearly dropped one of the tea cups from the saucer as he said,"Wake up lad!"Carroll held the cup carefully against him as he turned to the cook and said,"I'm sorry. I'm a million miles away.""Clearly; you almost dropped the young master's tea cup."Carroll looked down to see himself clutching the porcelain against his chest. He moved it away as he set it down on the t
Wild English Rose: WIP XVXV. Alexander James clutched his chest as if he couldn't breathe. His heart hurt and he pitched forward, feeling suffocated. He winced in pain, his free hand planted firmly on the floor, the other pulling forward his pajama top, his feet turned towards each other. He picked his head up and felt the need to open his eyes so he did, the milk white orbs staring into nothing as he finally gasped out, feeling some relief from the ache but the pain still not ebbing completely. He groaned, unable to move from the spot in front of the door and he suddenly feared the worse. What if he was sick? What if he was dying?He then pressed himself agai
Wild English Rose: WIP XIVXVI. Julia hummed to herself as she pulled her chestnut colored hair up and back and looked into the mirror. She picked up a bobby pin from her dresser and pried it open with her teeth as she held her hair up with her free hand. She then put the pin in her hair and after making sure it was still, she let go and reached for her maid's hat. She placed it at the crown of her head and then slipped another bobby pin in place before glancing at herself again. She frowned, hating that she had to wear a uniform and an unflattering, old fashioned one at that. She looked down at her wrists, buttoning the cuffs as she sighed again and then turned away
Wild English Rose: WIP XIIIXIII. "You know cousin, these past few days have been fun. We should visit again soon."Lion watched his cousin still sunk deep into his leather chair as he poured himself a cup of tea. The past week of Lion's visit had revolved around the two of them sitting and talking in the master library. There were frequent stops from Carroll, bringing lunch and dinner to the two along with afternoon tea, which were Alexander James' only relief from Lion's constant talking.Alexander James would never admit it out loud, but he did enjoy his cousin's talking. Sometimes. He enjoyed listening to the stories of France and the vivid details of said p