The Forgotten Princess Rose-Chapter 337: Epilogue (2)

"Water," Krystle mumbled, trying to remember the list given to her. "Cookies and the book."

Krystle picked up the tray with the items she put together for Rose and made her way to Rose’s room.

The estate was more hectic than usual since the arrival of the firstborn and soon Rose’s family would be coming to town. There was much to do and since Rose was placed on bed rest until she healed, everyone else had to do their part in preparing for the Ambroses’ arrival so Rose wouldn’t worry.

"Should I have brought something for him?" Krystle wondered, thinking about Zayne.

With Rose needing to rest, Zayne was the one taking care of both Rose and the baby. The last day Zayne had left the estate was the day before Rose spoke about pain and then the doctors were called.

After so long it was lovely to see that Zayne still loved Rose. The baby’s arrival did not change the mood in the estate and all the servants were awaiting the moment they would see the little lady running around.

Krystle knocked on the door and waited for Zayne to come to take what Rose wanted.

Zayne opened the door like always and took the tray from Krystle’s hands. "Thank you," he said then closed the door to give Rose privacy. "Your water and cookies are here. As well as the book,’ he informed Rose.

Rose sat up so she could place the tray on her lap. "She is still sleeping. I wouldn’t mind if she were restless and awake so I could hold her. Is it fine for her to lay here?" She asked, looking down at their baby lying close to where she sat.

"It is. I will move her if I want to lay down with you,’ Zayne replied.

His makeshift little bed seemed to work since their daughter was fast asleep.

"I still love my name Hyacinth for her but Primrose is starting to grow on me. You should hope that our daughter will not be annoyed you tried to name her after me. You tried to give her my real name Rosaline," said Rose.

Zayne carefully placed the tray down on Rose’s lap. "Well, you aren’t using it so why were you being so stingy?"

Rose laughed at his way of describing her disapproval. "Why do you want to be surrounded by so many roses? My family are Ambroses."

"She cannot carry the last name so she should have something from her mother. She looks like a rose to me," Zayne said, satisfied with his choice of a name. "You have some time before she will wake to be fed."

"You have her figured out well and she hasn’t been with us that long," Rose said, a little jealous.

"I am still learning how to care for her but I have noticed she wakes around this time with a cry that can reach all around the estate. For something so tiny they are quite loud," Zayne said, his ears still feeling like they were ringing. "I do not mind it sometimes. If something or someone is bothering her, I will know to come."

Rose couldn’t help but laugh. "It is your horn to grab your sword and run here? I hope time continues to move quickly so she can grow to run around and tell us how she feels. I want to know what she will think of the room. I went through so much trouble constantly rearranging it only for her to spend most of her time here."

Rose didn’t mind it since she didn’t want to let Primrose out of her sight. It was never a worry before but Rose started to think about what her mother went through with her disappearing. There was a lot of attention on them since they were Hamiltons so they needed to be careful.

Rose watched Primrose as she ate the cookies that had been on her mind for some time now. It concerned her at times how she couldn’t tell if Primrose was sleeping too still or she wasn’t breathing. Primrose was so tiny that Rose worried about the big world around her.

Zayne left Rose to eat and started to clean up the room. He limited how many people came into the room so he tended to Rose along with Krystle and tidied the room himself. Since Rose was asked to stay in bed for a few days he found it only fair that he was right here by her side.

After all the blood he saw when Rose was in labour and her screams he still couldn’t get out of his head, as precious as Primrose was, Zayne wasn’t ready to think of having another baby. He was lucky it all went well and he had his two girls with him.

Rose tried to watch both Primrose and Zayne so she was not ignoring one. "Now that she is here, have you thought of going back as a general?"

"She makes me want to stay home but the kingdom will need to be protected and I don’t trust just anyone to make plans to win our battles. I will go back when you are healed and Primrose can at least walk. It would be too much to leave you alone now," said Zayne.

"But I wouldn’t be alone. I want to care for her myself but I have Krystle and the others to hold her if I am tired. They will only need to wake me if she needs to be fed. Then your mother comes every day near dinner. I will be fine if you must leave home but I have been enjoying your company," Rose replied.

They were both clueless so seeing Zayne trying to learn with her made Rose feel better about herself when she wasn’t perfect.

"Oh," Rose spoke softly. "She is waking. I should hurry," she said, trying to eat the cookies quickly.

Zayne went around to the right of the bed to bed ready to pick Primrose up so Rose could finish eating. When he first saw her, he was concerned about how he would hold her. He wasn’t in the palace when his nephew was so small to have experience picking up a small baby.

He hesitated to hold her at first but after the first time, he was comfortable holding her. He only needed to be gentle like he was holding a little flower he didn’t want to ruin.

Rose set the tray on the floor and watched as Zayne beat her to pick up Primrose when she started to cry. He walked around the bed to her so she could feed Primrose if needed.

Rose smiled, enjoying the sight of Zayne holding their daughter in his arms. It was funny to see at times since he was so large and their daughter was hidden away in his arms.

"Why do you always laugh when I hold her? Am I doing it wrong?" Zayne asked as he passed Primrose to Rose. He did it as it was shown to him and so far, it seemed like he had been doing it right.

Primrose stopped crying when he held her sometimes but then started again like she knew he wasn’t the one who could feed her.

"You are doing it right but your size difference is funny to me. Such a little person caused so much pain," Rose said, placing her finger to be held. "She may surprise us and grow tall one day or be as short as I am compared to you. There’s much to look forward to," she said, excited to see it all.

Zayne kissed Rose’s forehead. He would continue to kiss her every day for what she had given him. "There is," he agreed.