"Ok…" Sabine rushed behind a dressing sheet and tried not to squeal. Embarrass yourself and you have no chance! she scolded herself. The dress fit easily and stuck to her features. She came out smiling and blushing. "What do you think, Mademoiselle?" she asked shyly.
"You look beautiful…" Rosella smiled, "You can keep the dress if you want to."
"Vraiment?! Really?!" Sabine exclaimed, but quickly realized her mistake. "Um… merci, Mademoiselle."
Rosella chuckled, " no need to be so formal Sabine, you are my friend, Ling is very lucky, he won't be able to keep his eyes off of you."
Sabine blushed violently, her skin nearing the same shade as the dress.
Long looked out his office window in the garden and watched the people walk wround
Sabine blushed violently, her skin nearing the same shade as the dress. She, however, wasn't thinking about Tyler…
Rosella smiled, " you two make a wonderful couple…and he has a good taste in women…" she laughed and returned to the closet and pulled out a scarlet dress made from silk, it's straps fell at the shoulders, and was slightly revealing. "This one, however, is one of my favorites." she went over to her changing screen and put the dress on.
(She's into Ling, jsyk.)
Sabine twirled around a little before Rosella came out from behind the screen. The dress swirled around her ankles and licked her shins. She smiled, giddy like a child.
(She's into Ling, jsyk.)
Sabine twirled around a little before Rosella came out from behind the screen. The dress swirled around her ankles and licked her shins. She smiled, giddy like a child.
( I can't believe I did that wrong…lemme fix that! I apologize)
Ling looked up from the window and at his phone, he had been waiting for a message from the French girl Sabine.
" you look as if you're enjoying yourself" Rosella studied herself in the mirror, she tried on a few more dresses before deciding on a whit dress the collar cut over the shoulders, and white lace layers cascading down the skirk of the dress Rosella tugged on it's long sleeves.
"This is the one." Rosella smiled, tightening the corset on her dress
" you look as if you're enjoying yourself" Rosella studied herself in the mirror, she tried on a few more dresses before deciding on a whit dress the collar cut over the shoulders, and white lace layers cascading down the skirk of the dress Rosella tugged on it's long sleeves.
"This is the one." Rosella smiled, tightening the corset on her dress
"Oui, c'est magnifique!" Sabine confirmed. She pulled her phone out of her bag and sent Ling a quick message.
Bonjour, mon amour! Comment ça va, aujourd'hui?
Translations:
Oui, c'est magnifique! - Yes, it is magnificant!
Bonjour, mon amour! - Hello, my love!
Comment ça va, aujourd'hui? - How are you today?
" I believe that was the only thing I needed to pack….Merci for helping me out Sabine!" Rosella smiled, now dressed normally, she carefully packed her gown.
Sabine curtsied and left. She waited until she was in her private quarters to change into a regular outfit.
As Sabine left her quarters, Oliver, Rose's butler, shuffled past her carrying the first load of Rose's suitcases
"Oh, here, let me help you," Sabine said, lightening the butler's load.
Olver nodded his thanks and the two walked out to the foyer together
"Where's Rosella?" Sabine asked. "Is she still in her room?"
"yes." Oliver answered, "she is preparing to leave."
They walked in silence for a few more moments before Oliver spoke again
" You know mademoiselle Sabine of the threats? If Mademoiselle Rosella Francis ever came into danger, you could be her decoy. While the real Mademoiselle wen into hiding for a while…that was the reason you were hired, I didn't think you were aware,But with the current situation, our country may be in danger, and the need for you may be closer than you think. So Just be ready Mademoiselle Sabine…"
" you look as if you're enjoying yourself" Rosella studied herself in the mirror, she tried on a few more dresses before deciding on a whit dress the collar cut over the shoulders, and white lace layers cascading down the skirk of the dress Rosella tugged on it's long sleeves.
"This is the one." Rosella smiled, tightening the corset on her dress
"Oui, c'est magnifique!" Sabine confirmed. She pulled her phone out of her bag and sent Ling a quick message.
Bonjour, mon amour! Comment ça va, aujourd'hui?
Translations:
Oui, c'est magnifique! - Yes, it is magnificant!
Bonjour, mon amour! - Hello, my love!
Comment ça va, aujourd'hui? - How are you today?
Ling heard his phone buzz and picked it up. Seeing the message from Sabine, whose name was saved as Baby Bean in his phone, he smiled and finished packing the small box. He sent her a quick message
‘My love, I am fine on this warm evening. I will meet you in 1 hour to bid you farewell, I am leaving to go to Peru. I have been asked to come see something at the Aztec ruins.’
The thought struck Sabine like a slap across the face. Is that why she gave me her dress? Sabine wondered. Is that why she's been so nice to me? Are we really friends? Stop thinking like that! she reprimanded her thoughts. Mademoiselle would never do a thing like that! Would she? If it was to save herself? She didn't even realize that she'd stopped dead in her tracks, her knuckles turning white from gripping the suitcase handles so tightly.
Ling heard his phone buzz and picked it up. Seeing the message from Sabine, whose name was saved as Baby Bean in his phone, he smiled and finished packing the small box. He sent her a quick message
‘My love, I am fine on this warm evening. I will meet you in 1 hour to bid you farewell, I am leaving to go to Peru. I have been asked to come see something at the Aztec ruins.’
Sabine reached into her pocket, clawing for her phone. Is it Rosella? No, Ling. She smiled, but frowned after reading his text.
Dommage. Nous allons visiter Ivan c'est weekend. Pourquoi Ivan n'invite te?
Translations
Dommage. Nous allons visiter Ivan c'est weekend. Pourquoi Ivan n'invite te? - Too bad. We are going to visit Ivan this weekend. Why doesn't Ivan invite you?
The thought struck Sabine like a slap across the face. Is that why she gave me her dress? Sabine wondered. Is that why she's been so nice to me? Are we really friends? Stop thinking like that! she reprimanded her thoughts. Mademoiselle would never do a thing like that! Would she? If it was to save herself? She didn't even realize that she'd stopped dead in her tracks, her knuckles turning white from gripping the suitcase handles so tightly.
"oh" Oliver stared at her distressed state, "I did not mean to leave a bad taste in your mouth for the mademoiselle…If it makes you feel better, the governor has always hired a decoy when a new guardian has been chosen, the guardians have no knowledge of this plan…so when and if the time comes, it's a complete surprise… the only part they do know is the exile part."
"I am fine," Sabine assured Oliver. "Allons-y," she encouraged. She wanted to go see Rosella.
Translations:
Allons-y - Let's go
"I am fine," Sabine assured Oliver. "Allons-y," she encouraged. She wanted to go see Rosella.
Translations:
Allons-y - Let's go
Oliver continued on into the foyer, Sabine went to Rosella's quarters and knocked on the door,
"Come in!" her voice chimed from the other side of the door
Ling heard his phone buzz and picked it up. Seeing the message from Sabine, whose name was saved as Baby Bean in his phone, he smiled and finished packing the small box. He sent her a quick message
‘My love, I am fine on this warm evening. I will meet you in 1 hour to bid you farewell, I am leaving to go to Peru. I have been asked to come see something at the Aztec ruins.’
Sabine reached into her pocket, clawing for her phone. Is it Rosella? No, Ling. She smiled, but frowned after reading his text.
Dommage. Nous allons visiter Ivan c'est weekend. Pourquoi Ivan n'invite te?
Translations
Dommage. Nous allons visiter Ivan c'est weekend. Pourquoi Ivan n'invite te? - Too bad. We are going to visit Ivan this weekend. Why doesn't Ivan invite you?
Ling heard the message and replied
‘He did invite me, I just will arrive late.’
Oliver continued on into the foyer, Sabine went to Rosella's quarters and knocked on the door,
"Come in!" her voice chimed from the other side of the door
"Mademoiselle, are you busy?" Sabine asked. She didn't open the door.
Ling heard the message and replied
‘He did invite me, I just will arrive late.’
Oh, bon. Mais, I will miss you.
(Bon - good. Mais - but.)
