Rose laughed, thinking Valerie was telling her a joke. For as long as she had been working for Zayne, there wasn't a moment she heard anyone refer to him as a prince. They always referred to him as the general.
When Zayne spoke of his siblings he never told her of his brother being a king. Zayne couldn't be a prince all this time. For a prince to have liked her before they knew she was a lady from a good family was confusing.
Rose's laughter slowly died as she thought more about Zayne's feelings and him being a prince.
"So, you finally realise it. It is good that you didn't get so caught up in having feelings for him. You have other things to worry about than a man just trying to bed you. It is all they think women from a brothel are good for. You should focus on me trying to make something of you," said Valerie.
"Mother," Karen said, putting a finger over her lip to get her mother to be silent. Rose's smile had vanished and the room no longer felt filled with love.
