Rosalie was now 18 she was still short but she grew. And now that she was older, her wings were stronger than before and could carry her farther and faster than ever. She was above the cloud line watching the sun rise when she spotted Sebastian waiting for her at the Pool of Jewels. She didn't know about the King searching for a bride for him. And she probably would never know.<br/><br/>Rosalie smiled as she tucked her wings behind her and soared down, she opened them at the last second and with a single and slow beat, she touched ground on the rock and sat.<br/>"Look at you all handsome in your royal clothes." She smiled. Rosalie just wore a simple brown dress most of the time, but today it was frayed onto long strips of fabric at the end so they flowed while she flew. She went to take Sebastian's hand in hers but was burnt by a ring he was wearing.<br/>"Ah!" She had forgotten that iron burns fairies.