Rosalie smiled at William as he spoke. He seemed to be compassionate and caring for his family, a fine quality to have in search of a husband. Upon hearing his final words, the table went silent. Laughter and chatting had disappeared when he asked his question to the Princess. The Queen had set her fork down and glanced at her husband. "Well... That would be lovely..." She said a bit hesitantly. Rosalie threw a glare at her mother, sensing the hesitancy in her voice. "She accepts." The Queen said a smile on her face and a nervous tone in her voice.<br/><br/>A sudden slam was heard by the Princess, it was her hands that had slammed on the table. Rosalie stood, her face red with anger and her hands balled into fists. "You are already choosing who I marry. Can't I at least choose my date with my future husband?" She yelled in anger at her mother. The Queen was astonished at her daughter's sudden outburst. She didn't know what to say, she just looked at her daughter.<br/><br/>Rosalie looked at the people sitting at the table. "Excuse me..." She said softly as she fluttered away. She was embarrassed with what she had said. She exited the castle and fluttered to the garden. She sat on a stone bench and sighed, her hands fell to her sides as she held onto the bench as she felt like she was going to fall over.<br/><br/>Sent from my LG-H900 using Tapatalk