The Forgotten Prince Chapter 310

Chapter 310: Chapter 310

Zayne placed his shirt over Rose’s shoulders to cover her up since she was still concerned about anyone seeing her. He moved the pieces of grass from her hair and thought of putting a flower to see how it would look.

He was right that Rose would look even more beautiful while surrounded by flowers. When they called the painter to do their portraits, Zayne needed one for himself of Rose surrounded by the very sa flowers in the garden. Perhaps the sa ones Rose said they had ruined the innocence of.

"The garden looks good," he said.

Rose glared at Zayne for speaking of the garden’s beauty after what he had done. He should have noticed it before when she was outside with the gardeners, not now after what they had done. "We must never speak of this again. I feel like the flowers are aware and the servants certainly know."

"They do not," Zayne promised. "Telling them to stay in their quarters could an anything. You weren’t so concerned a mont ago."

Rose didn’t have an excuse for it. She was too caught up in the mont to worry about anyone hearing or seeing them.

Zayne continued to fix her hair. "You looked beautiful among the flowers. Do you want new dresses with flower patterns on them? I see a lot of won wearing those kinds of dresses around spring or bright coloured dresses. We need to find you a good dressmaker."

"I have plenty of dresses. I have not worn many of the dresses I got as gifts and I intend to wear them more than once. I don’t need anymore yet," Rose replied.

"You will need more dresses and coats when winter cos then you will need new dresses when spring cos around. I am not short on money so don’t worry about the cost. There is still much you need and I have set aside money for you to use. I’m aware my mother had a talk with you," Zayne said, rembering his mother said she would change Rose not wanting to spend money.

"She did. I have not seen it as our money yet,’ Rose responded. That money ca from Zayne’s hard work and his family na.

"But you see this as our ho?"

Rose nodded her head. "I do. I don’t want to spend too much of your money on things I do not need. I am fine with the dresses I have and when winter cos, I will only need one coat. I still see it as a waste to spend money so carelessly. We must think of the future. It is only you who has a way of bringing wealth to our ho."

"I have enough for the two of us for a long ti. Should I show you the records of our wealth? I’ve earned well from the day I joined the army and inherited quite a bit. We don’t have to worry about money for a long ti even if I never go back to the army. My brother will need to pay

for my ti in the palace from now on," said Zayne

"I noticed a few things I never knew I had in storage around the ho since my return and you spent quite a bit on flowers. Why do you indulge yourself in spending money on those things but not on yourself?" Zayne questioned, not understanding her ways.

"It is money spent on the ho so I don’t see it as a problem. What if I want to have a lot of dresses? So many dresses that I couldn’t wear in one season and shoes to match each? Would you not get upset with

one bit?" Rose asked, curious now about how much wealth he had.

"I would not. I would like to see you spoil yourself, Rose. I think a lot about those eight years and how hard life was for you. I want to spoil you to help you forget those years. Your idea of spoiling yourself won’t hurt my wealth so please, enjoy yourself," Zayne urged Rose.

"Then I will only get coats for when winter cos and wait until spring to get new dresses. I do not want to buy anything when I am not ready to use it. And for winter, will we still visit my family? I love your family but I miss my family. I wonder if Anna has found a husband. I have not gotten a letter," Rose said, disappointed with how long it was taking.

Had her letters reached her family?

"We will go to see them before winter starts. There is much I need to prepare before then. We need to prepare the estate to get through the winter. We cannot have any more windows being broken while we are away. I need to help my brother with the court as well. We can spend weeks with your family," Zayne suggested.

"I would love that. I look forward to Catherine eting my mother. I am only concerned about how the rumours about

are. I also think of what happened to Alexander. He did not attend our wedding. Regardless of the terrible state of our friendship, I hope he is well. Oh! Do you know of a woman nad Faith? She is friends with your sister," Rose said, now rembering to tell Zayne.

"I do. Her father is often in the palace. Did Paige ntion her to you?" Zayne asked, suspicious of how Faith’s na ca about.

Rose shook her head. "She showed up today with your sister. Nothing happened but I thought you should know. I don’t want you to find out she was here from anyone else. Your mother stepped in to send her away. I am glad Catherine was here or I would have been unaware of a woman who wanted to marry you being here."

Zayne’s silence worried Rose.

"You don’t need to do anything to this Faith or your sister. I know what she looks like so I will avoid her. I have made new friends today and two of them have children. They are open to returning or for

to go to their hos to answer any questions about becoming a mother. Since they have been here, I would love to visit their hos," Rose shared.

"You should. I know their husbands. They are good n so you will be safe but I will still have you take a guard when you go. It is too soon since we have only recently started but you must be careful. I look forward to hearing good news," Zayne said, placing his hand on Rose’s flat belly.

Rose was tickled by Zayne resting his hand on her since she was only wearing his shirt. Seeing him like this, Rose wanted it to happen sooner so she could see his reaction. He had treated her well from the very beginning so she wanted to see how he would treat their child.

"If our child wanted to have a pet bunny, would you say no to them?" Zayne asked out of the blue.

Rose frowned. This was the last thing she wanted to hear now. "Please pass my dress. I want to go inside now."