Her nerves on edge by the ordeal of the trial and now having to deal with a thief that her fiance demanded be in their midst, she found solace in the rose garden. She could often be found here normally collecting petals for the various oils that she used to create her scented waters and soaps.. even elixirs for the skin.  Today though, she only sought refuge.<br/><br/>She wandered down the familiar twisting paths without any girls in attendance and had even dismissed the gardener who had attempted to hover close by in case she needed anything.  Finally Silina paused by her favorite roses of all time. Stately, delicate and fragrant, the rose the shade of a sunrise right after stormy night had caught her focus.    Lost in thought she gingerly played her fingers down its thorny stem and back up to flutter them across the petals.   She leaned down to breath in its fragrance, closed her eyes and breathed in the fragrance once more, clearly losing herself to the sensation of rose petal satin against her skin and its seductive scent.