Chapter 42: That’s Not Helping

“Forty-seven,” I said, doing my best to avoid the thorns on this long-stemmed rose as I clipped the stem with a pair of shears.

I had gotten them from the garden shed. I’d actually found several pairs and was trying each of them out to see which worked best. So far, that one was my favorite pair. It cut fairly cleanly, but it was still taking forever to harvest all of these roses. The stems were covered with thorns.

And I hadn’t found any gardening gloves.

Theo was standing off to the side, and I had to assume he was looking around, trying to figure out if there were any tunnels or secret doorways out there, but I was a little. annoyed that he wasn’t helping me. He was standing in the shade of a large flowering tree, while I was sweating beneath the hot sun.

“We heard from other servants that you’re forced to work. What’s going on, my lady?” Brook asked worriedly. I turned to see her approaching along with Jake. It was clear from the way that she addressed me that she still hadn’t remembered who we really were or what we were doing here. Jake looked the same as before as well, so he also didn’t know.

“I am picking roses for the king’s wedding,” I replied, snipping another stem and removing the thorns before I nestled this one on top of the others-number forty-eight.

“How many do you have to pick?” Jake asked, eyeing the basket that was already very full. I had seen a couple more in the shed, so I had a feeling I’d make them all fit, but it would be close.

“Uhm, four hundred,” I said, rounding up.

“Get out of town!” Brook said, and I almost laughed. She was too sweet to swear.

“That’s right,” I told her. “I’m about an eighth of the way there.”

“This is not your job, my lady!” Brook grabbed the shears from my hand. “I’ll call our guards and we’ll take care of this for you.”

Jake also agreed, “Brook is right, my lady.

I shook my head and sighed. “She… I mean, the king’s fiancée, wants to humiliate me; that’s why she gave me this task. So if she finds out that I’m not working, I might be in more trouble.”

And I needed her to lower her guard with me, thinking I wouldn’t fight back, so that it would be easier for us to execute our plan.

“But you’ll be out here forever, working by yourself,” Brook noted. She turned and gave Theo a hard look, but he wasn’t even paying any attention to us from what I could tell. “Do you have any extra shears? Please, at least let us help you then.”

“Okay, thank you!” I nodded at the shears sitting on the ground. “You don’t have to, but it would be nice.”

“Of course!” Brook said, practically skipping over to me to pick up the shears off of the ground. “What about gloves?”

“Sadly, no. I can’t find any. Just be careful. Some of these thorns are very long,” I warned them.

“I see that,” Brook noted.

next rose bush and began

her hand because she was

in the shade, looking bored. “I have another pair

“In case

practically growled at him. “You

shook his head. “No. I don’t do such things.

myself that eventually we would get out of here, and he’d be the prince again.

labor or helping your

“Picking flowers.”

like letting him get away with being a prima donna at the moment. “I’m sorry, remind me again. Who is it that

shears. Dropping to a knee, he began to cut through the stems, and I had to turn my face away to keep

hand. Tears formed in her eyes, and I

anything, Jake

took her hand and began to examine the wound, and I saw Brook’s cheeks turning pink as she glanced up at him

flirting

they were. Jake pulled a handkerchief from his pocket, gently cleaned the wound, and then wrapped it up. It was so adorable. For a moment, I

didn’t even acknowledge that I was speaking. But knowing how observant he was,

a large thorn pierced my skin, biting through my thumb and cutting it deeply. “Ouch!” I shouted, shaking my hand and immediately shoving the wound into my mouth. I pulled it out to look at it.

Theo, and he hadn’t even turned

cut myself pretty deep on a thorn!” I explained

He went about his work, not even lifting

profusely!”

get any on your clothes.

hand in the hem of my dress. I didn’t have anything else. I squeezed it tightly until it

got back to it,” Theo said, shaking his head at me, like I had been slacking

Had I actually had sex with him? I must not have fully arrived here mentally when

to another row of roses, “if you let me borrow your gloves, maybe I’d be less likely to poke myself again.” I looked at the pair of thick black gloves. he had on and then met his

said, shaking his head. “Don’t even think

gotten so mad at me before, when I’d

we first arrived

helped for so long, and then he hadn’t even cared when I’d ripped my thumb open. “Why

was sharp. “Now, knock

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