Auburn stepped inside cautiously, her fingers trailing across a stack of faded storybooks on the desk.
Auburn looked around the room, her eyes hovering at the beautiful carpets, the princess bed laid in pink filled with teddy bears.
There were couches that seemed so soft to the eyes you were aware you would sleep so easily on them.
There were mirrors with beautiful dressers, Fantastic paintings, colorful wallpapers.
Everything that spoke of a princess.
Rose herself managed to hold back herself as she waltzed the room.
The very last time she had been here was the night Scarlett had disappeared.
She had sat on her daughter's bed, mad with grief, her crown no longer in place and her hair in disarray as she wept.
She slowly walked to the bed and picked up a plush wolf toy.
Scarlett's favorite.
And she could remember how she had held unto the teddy bear and screamed in madness.
She shivered at the memories.
