The Forgotten Prince Chapter 209

Chapter 209: Chapter 209

"Oh," Rose thought of one problem. "You are not to be here. I an, my mother knows you would return but how am I to tell my father we got engaged tonight? Right here in my room? He will figure it out if we lie."

"I will take care of that. I will tell him but first, I need to find a ring sowhere in this kingdom. He’ll be upset with

for as long as I live if I do not put a ring on your finger. Don’t worry," Zayne said, kissing Rose’s forehead.

Rose silently worried. They were doing it the right way by getting engaged so it should be fine but she was yet to see Zayne and Victor enjoying speaking alone. "You must be alone with him to talk. That is the only way he will co to like you as I do. I will set it up."

Zayne didn’t see the day going as Rose imagined it. It was fun for him to get under Victor’s skin and Victor would have a list of threats which would fall on deaf ears but he would do it for her. "Your father already likes . He only acts the way he does to scare . Enough about him," he held her hand.

Her bare hand upset him as he hadn’t thought of proposing without a ring. Rose was deserving of a proper proposal but it had co to this mont in a bathroom.

Zayne raised her hand to kiss where the ring should be. "I will do it the right way and give you a ring. You will have a proper proposal."

"I don’t hate how it was done. I know that it ca from your heart so I don’t need a well-decorated place to have an engagent story others will like. I want to keep this one but hide it from my father," Rose said, wanting to keep Zayne’s presence a secret.

"Oh!" Rose exclaid, leaving Zayne’s side to stop the water before it got too high. "You should get undressed and step in before it turns cold. I will turn around," Rose said, doing as she said she would.

"What a sha. I was hoping you would look-"

"I will not," Rose refused to. She covered her face with her hands though she backed him.

"You walked in on

bathing before. Why are you so shy now?" Zayne asked, taking off the rest of his clothes as he spoke.

There was once a ti when he could never get Rose to stand alone with him in a room while he got undressed. He paid attention during the tis they shared a room for when Rose wanted to clean up. Now they stood here engaged.

Rose had not changed from being shy but he didn’t mind it. Her reactions and seeing her confidence grow was sothing worth watching.

"Rose, I hope in the near future you will not faint at the sight of ."

Rose made the mistake of turning her head but she was in luck to still have her hands covering her face. It was only when she heard the water splash that she turned around to look at Zayne.

His gaze was fixed on her and without saying it, Rose guessed he was welcoming her to join him. Had he always been this way or had he held back to not scare her?

Rose avoided his gaze and more importantly, his body in the tub. The water was clear so if she looked too much, she would see his lower half.

Zayne was confident in his body to not be shy before her but Rose didn’t share the sa confidence. She had witnessed n and won both scantily dressed but it didn’t make her look at one without blushing.

Then this was Zayne. The fact it was him sitting naked before her greatly affected her. Her chest felt as though she had just finished running too much and was struggling to properly breathe.

Rose walked behind the tub to find the soap Zayne was missing.

The corners of Zayne’s lips curled as he watched her hurry around like a little mouse trying to find an exit. The sooner Rose knew her behaviour only added to how much he wanted her, she would stop trying to run away.

"My hair is too long for

to comb alone. You are the one who does not want it to be cut. Would you be so kind as to help ?" Zayne asked, looking over his shoulder at Rose once again backing him.

Rose knew he was enjoying this. He was pulling her to be closer to him. She knew that and still picked up the comb she used for her hair then returned to Zayne.

Rose stood behind him at an angle she could only see his legs. She tapped his shoulder for the soap to be taken and tugged on his hair to get it out of the water.

She parted his hair just as the maids tried to do for her before she sent them out and started to comb. It was embarrassing at first but once she started, Rose grew accustod to it. She did it quickly so Zayne could properly clean himself up.

"Not so fast," he grabbed Rose’s hand when she tried to leave when she was done. "Why are you already trying to run away?"

"You are naked," Rose pointed out. She seed to be the only one still aware of this fact.

"I am covered by soap mixed with water. You would leave an injured soldier so fast?" He asked, feigning hurt.

Rose didn’t fall for his trick. "You said that bruises do not hurt. I must leave you to find sothing you can wear to bed. Please stop inviting

with your eyes. I don’t..." She trailed off, subconsciously placing her hands to cover her chest.

Not everyone shared Zayne’s courage to flaunt his body.

Rose overheard the comnts that her body was small so she had been eating to get to a better weight.

"Co here Rose," Zayne tugged her hand, pulling her toward the tub.

Rose thought he only had sothing to say to her but she found herself falling in, her dress now soaked with water. "Zayne!"

"Forgive

for soaking you but you were overthinking again. You’ve been walking around in a night dress I should not see and never once thought about it. What you and I see are different. There’s nothing wrong with your body and I can prove it," said Zayne, shifting the way he sat.

Rose didn’t understand at first but his proof was hard to dismiss when it brushed her. She didn’t move an inch, not wanting to hurt Zayne.

"I am like this because of you and I have only been looking at you. You are beautiful and you must know it. If I don’t help you to realise it then I am failing you. I will make it my duty to show you just how beautiful you are," Zayne said, his hand settled on her lower back as he spoke. "Does it scare you?"

"No," Rose shook her head. She was only highly aware of where and how she sat.

Rose had overthought being this close to Zayne. Once the first move was made and they were close, those fears went away.

Zayne moved a few fallen strands of hair out of her face. "Can I touch you?"