Rosalie had returned to her seat when she was done lecturing her parents. She planned on the rest of the night going smoothly. She was then asked if she was alright now that she had returned from getting some air.<br/><br/>"Yes, I am fine. Thank you for your concern." She gave a small bow of her head to show respect and then turned her eyes to William's father. He was speaking of how they didn't want the two to be alone with each other. Something flashed in Rosalie's eyes, was it anger? No, it was disgust in their lack of faith in their boy. She didn't know him well, but Rosalie knew that William was a good boy. The next words that came from the Princesses mouth would shock the whole table.<br/><br/>"I do not agree with those terms." Rosalie said as she closed her eyes to calm herself down. The King and Queen looked at their daughter, wild confusion in their eyes followed by anger. She glanced at them before standing. She looked down at William's father before glancing at William and looking back to the man.<br/><br/>"If I am to marry William, I demand some privacy. I would like to get to know him through his own mouth. Not yours or his mothers. If I am to marry a man I do not know, I would think that I at least have a right to decide when I get to see him and when I do not." She stared at the father, her eyes turning a bit harsh. The Queen stood, her hand slamming against the table.<br/>"Rosalie, enough!" She shouted, anger in her voice as she scolded her daughter. Rosalie too glared at her mother and father.<br/>"I will have my way... Or I will not do my duty as Princess and future Queen. That is final..." With that, the girl excused herself from the table, wished everyone a pleasant evening and left the grand hall.<br/><br/>When Rosalie was finally alone she gave a sigh of relief. She hated how everything was being chosen for her, yet whens he wants to see him, she couldn't be alone with him. He was her future husband. She should have the choice of when she gets to see him at the very least. Rosalie stood on her balcony that overlooked the garden and sighed, resting her elbows on the railing.