Seeing magic being performed always amazed William, even if he grew up being surrounded by it.  His eyes kept flicking between Rosalie's face and the rose in her hands, admiring the beauty of the whole thing.<br/><br/>When she offered the rose to him he took it carefully in both hands, simply staring at it for a few seconds and admiring the simple beauty of it.  He had never seen magic quite like that before.  When he finally did lift his eyes back to hers his smile was soft.  "That is incredible." He stepped a little closer to her and pressed his lips to her cheek.  He pulled back after the soft contact, his own cheeks flaring with red at his bold move.  His smile turned shy and his eyes went to the ground.<br/><br/>He had every intention of pressing the rose before it could wilt and die again so he could preserve it forever.  Or maybe he could ask one of the others if they knew a spell that could be used.  He shook his head a little to clear his mind from that, he would think about it later, instead he turned all his attention back to Rosalie.<br/><br/>"Do you think maybe we should head back inside?  Our parents are probably starting to worry.  They might think we've run away to escape the marriage."  He would like to stay out here a lot longer, but they would have to return eventually before someone came looking for them, and if that happened he was sure to get a lecture from his father about it.  He was already going to be lectured for leaving the King and Queens presence without permission, and for not returning with the Princess as soon as he found her, as well as causing the whole issue in the first place by bringing up asking Rosalie on a date.  He knew his father would blame it on him some how, that was the way he always was when he thought William wasn't following all the unwritten rules.