The Black Rose

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dangerous,” Milly jumped up and began pacing the room. Pacing helped her think and Wilhelmina was used to Milly’s odd habits.
    Wilhelmina opened the book again to read what he had done wrong. He d idn’t seem like a bad person. He didn’t murder anyone . He just brought a flower to life and then it hit her, “What if it’s because he was unfairly punished!”
    “What?” Milly exclaimed thinking Wilhelmina was crazy.
    “Well, t h e only thing he did was take a rose and turn it into a person , what’s so wrong with that?”
    “It’s not normal,” Milly said falling back on the bed, “But I guess he could have been a good person. He did work for your parents after all, so maybe he just got misguided.”
    “I think ba nishing him was a little unfair. ” Wilhelmina sighed, “But I guess we don’t know enough to assume that either.”
    “Your parents have a lot of secrets,” Milly said sitting up. She was concerned about Wilhelmina. The right to inherit the throne by birth being overruled was not something taken lightly. The whole council would have had to agree to that. Milly wondered if this sorcerer might have something to do with it, but as Wilhelmina pointed out, there just was not enough information. “I’ll do more research!” Milly exclaimed jumping off the bed.
    “Milly!”
    “There has to be more on this ‘L ord Melanthius’ in the library . ”
    “Yes, but you already have been sneaking in and out of there fo r the past few days! You don’t exactly have permission ! ”
    “But this could be important,” Milly protested before heading out the door.
    “Oh, why can’t you let things be! ” Wilhelmina exclaimed in frustration as she fell back on to her bed. Sometimes she wished Milly wouldn’t care so much. It would make things easier. Wilhelmina knew her parents had secrets, but she didn’t want to know what they were. In reality , she was just afraid that once she found out, things wouldn’t ever be the same .
    “What was that old saying?” Wilhelmina thought aloud, “A secret is a curse. When you don’t know it, you wish to know it, but when you know it, you wish you didn’t.” She sighed, a secret was indeed a curse and her parents had many.
     
    Milly spent the rest of day looking through all the shelves in the library to find anything about Lord Endymion Melanthius. She searched for his name, nothing. She searched every book about sorcerers, enchantresses and magic, and still nothing. By the time she gave up it was late.
    She hadn’t realized how late it had become until she realized that it had gotten dark outside . She also noticed that it was raining. There were little rain droplets on the library windows. A flash of lightening made her realize that it was actually storming and not just a light sprinkle.
    “How did I not notice the thunder?” Milly questioned as another flash of light lit up the room. She must have been too absorbed in her search that she hadn’t even noticed the storm. “Well this could work in my advantage,” She said heading toward the library’s entrance.
    Though the thunder would cover her footsteps, Milly still had to be careful leaving the library . Not only did she not have permission to be in the library, she wasn’t supposed to be up this late. With extreme caution, she closed the library door so it didn’t make a sound and then began her journey back to her room.
    She walked cautiously down the long hallway on the main floor, also known as the portrait hall. The library was the dead end of the portrait hall, and on the way out there was only one other room to the left, which was the King’s study. The hall was mainly for looking at past portraits of the past king and queen’s.
    Milly’s room was located in the maid’s corridors which were to the right at the end of the portrait hall. She was just about to pass the King’s study when she heard voices. Milly quietly hurried past the door and crouched down to listen. It wasn’t very

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