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Around sunset, when the air was cooling off, Rosie sat a the edge of the boating dock with her legs crossed. It was an old dock, made of wood that could barley hold anything together really. Carter watched the girl from a short distance as her father and the men inside thought up a plan to restore Costa Luna to its original power.

"Guess we really aren't cousins after all huh?" Carter asked, making her way down to Rosie.

"Leave me alone Carter."

"You know, there's a plus side to all of this," Carter sat next to the girl, sliding her feet into the cold water below.

"There isn't a plus side."

"If you become queen we could totally date, no one could tell us otherwise.'

Rosie's eyes met Carter's before she kissed the girl, and hard. Rosie held onto Carter as if it was the end of the world, and she kissed her with so much passion that it became harder for her to breath. When they did get a chance to pull back, Carter was a bit dazed.

"Am I able to refuse the thrown?" Rosie asked.

"I don't know, but remember what we've learned about the small Costa's? Would you really let this Clatin guy take over all the lands?"

"What difference does it make? I don't know what to think or feel. My entire life has been a lie."

"No," Carter cupped Rosie's right hand in between her fingers, "my dad has made sure you've learned other languages, and took classes and…I should of caught on earlier, you were too perfect to be normal."

"I am normal," Rosie said.

"I meant in a sense that, you're even more extraordinary then I thought. You have to be brave for all of us. My dad…he did this for you, don't underestimate him."

"Carter," Rosie faced the girl completely. "If I accept becoming Queen, then I wouldn't be able to live here. I'd be there, thousands of miles away from your dad…"

"Wow," Carter giggled.

"And….you." The hurt in Rosie's eyes was too much to bear.

"I want you to know, that no matter where you are, I'll be there too."

"How?" Rosie was finding it hard to breath.

"Because without you, my world wouldn't be complete. That, I know for a fact."

"Thank you Carter." Rosie pressed her head against the girl's shoulder, gripping her other hand tightly.

"So what are we going to do about Costa Luna? You can't just leave it to the bad guy, its rightfully yours."

"First I want to learn more then what the history books tell."

"How would you find out that?"

"Your dad. He was the one to save me, he had to be."

"And then what?"

"I don't know."

The days past by with speed as Rosie was taught about her people, her language, and the heritage behind it all. It was hard to take in something that her heart was yearning for, because it was too much of a overload on her end.

"You said that Clatin killed my father?" Rosie was staring at Mason as Carter laid on a nearby couch listening.

"I saw it with my own two eyes that night. Your mother ran up the stairs, as I ran into your room. You were sleeping, so I tried my best to lift you as I did Carter, without stirring you from your slumber. Your mother was crying and screaming for you, but there was nothing I could do. The nursery was surrounded with guards, the palace was going up in flames." Mason was staring at Rosie to make sure she could handle to story.

"And then what?"

"I heard that they were keeping your mother alive until they found you, but I didn't stay long enough, you had to be rescued."

"So, my mother could still be alive?"

"Many believe that your body was burned, so I don't want to give your hopes up about Clatin, who knows what he's done."

"He's taken my people. He's killed my parents, he's taken my thrown…we all know what he's done and yet no one is stopping him. He's taking other lands…"

"Rosie."

"I do need to return to my thrown, to get rid of garbage like him."

"Listen to me, don't try to take things into your own hands. We've set everything up for your return. Please…Rosie…Rosalinda, you must be strong for your people. When you accept the role as Queen you are not only standing up for you…but for the people of your nation. For those with voices…. and most importantly…for those without them."

"I've been gone for sixteen years. They won't believe I'm the princess anyway."

"Your necklace shows that you're royalty. This is the last one in existence, that was made by your people for the royal family. It was given to you on the date of your birth, eighteen years ago. When you were two, I made sure you wore that necklace when word of overthrow was in the air. I had to hide it upon escape, but you were still recognized by those who had love for the royal court. Rosie, this necklace is what will help your people believe you, but it isn't the only thing."

"You have some magic plan?"

"No. But your looks are striking similar to your mother's."

Carter finally sat up.

"Then wouldn't Clatin notice her? Wouldn't he…if he tried anything I'll kill him."

"Carter you aren't going."

"YES I AM. Rosie means the world to me, and I'm not going to let anything happen to her, rather you're with me on this or not dad. I'm eighteen, this is my decision, my choice." Carter was standing now, her breaths becoming harder to take. Mason faced Rosie who was biting her bottom lip smiling.

"Carter, I know how hard it'll be for you to say goodbye." Mason began.

"Only for you."

"You plan on staying in Costa Luna?"

"Yes," she nodded, "as long as Rosie's there…I'm there."

The room grew quiet as Mason smiled.

"Okay, fine. In two days we leave for Costa Luna. I guess we're moving."

Rosie sat nervously on the plane as people spoke between one another. Mason wanted to get Rosie inside the palace to sit on her thrown, as they defend all who objected. Everyone's hearts were racing. Besides the fifteen disguised guys on the plane, four tourists were with them. Upon landing, the frisking was not on the schedule, which was weird to Mason. But this time, they had to empty their pockets and go through a normal metal detector, Piece of Cake.

"Today is an astonishing day for Costa Luna and Costa Copa, please follow me. I am your guide Emilio." The man before them was spiffy, and dressed form head to toe in blue silk. Everyone was lead towards a bus, which they boarded as their luggage was searched. Rosie held her necklace in her hand tightly as they were taken into town. The trained men that came with Mason was trained to kill, but that was something they tried to avoid.

"Welcome to the Market Place," Emilio smiled with his jet black hair falling across his face. "Today the people are celebrating the permanent rule of the Royal Cooper family. As you can see, the normally white buildings are decorated in yellows and reds, as the people celebrate the new family." Everyone made their way off into the market as Carter stayed close to Rosie. Mason didn't let the girls out of his sight, especially Rosie.

"Would you like to buy a necklace for the occasion?" A store woman asked the girls as Carter gazed upon the item. The necklace has a 'C' carved into it, with red and yellow small flowers covering the edges.

"If you don't mind, what does this stand for?" Rosie asked as the woman rose the jewelry before she felt a jolt in her heart. The face before her seemed so familiar, and yet so strange, as if a ghost had came back to haunt her.

"I beg your pardon miss but if I may ask…"

"Lets go girls," Mason tugged on Rosie as Carter followed behind them. The old woman wouldn't divert her eyes until a guard past her. "We must be careful, some of your people don't recognize you as the Queen."

"I don't even recognize myself as such."

A few heads turned left and right, but not as many to be caught on. People could see the features of Sophia in Rosie, and Mason, was afraid for the girl.

"Now if you may all take a look at the palace, we are about to enter and greet the royal family. When we head up to them, we shall bow, give them our graces, and continue on our way." Emilio was smiling as he lead the group.

"I will not bow," Rosie spoke.

"Its not time to call war."

"I will not bow," Rosie repeated as Carter stepped next to her.

"If not for your pride please Rosie, do this for your people."

"I am doing, what I should…for my people."

As the group neared the top steps the doors opened and the Royal family emerged. On the left and right of the group stood guards, maids, tailors, as well as commoners, all getting ready for the festival, and celebration that would soon occur.

"Welcome to Costa Luna, my friends. We are all family here. I would like to announce before you that as I speak before you, not only is Costa Copa celebrating this joyous occasion, so is Aries. And in a year or so, Costa Han will join us. There was something burning in the pit of Rosie's stomach that she never felt before, and as Clatin and his family stood before them, and the signal for bowing was about to go off, a tear trailed down the princess cheek.

"I see that we have a very strong royal believe here," Clatin smiled, pointing at Rosie. "We need the world to see how wonderful the love from a nation can bring. Thank you my child. Everyone, let me show you something this palace holds dear." No one had to bow, but the son of Clatin was smiling brightly at Rosie.

"Its okay, come one." Carter placed her fingers between Rosie's as they all were lead into a back building. It was small but there were bars placed on the outside windows, and just as someone snapped their fingers, a man went deep into the house. Everyone else waited. Rosie wiped a tear from her face before Clatin refaced her, staring at her deeply, as his eyebrow rose.

"By the eve of this night, the last final blow to the old royals will be given," and when Clatin spoke those words a tired woman was pulled outside. She was pale, her eyes dull and her skin bruised. Rosie shook on the inside as her eyes focused on the woman.

"The Fiore line, will be no more." Clatin stepped over to Sophia, brushing his finger across her cheek before he gave her a slap across the face. The group grew in outrage as Clatin's guards waved to them. Sophia weakly opened her eyes among the crowd, spotting Rosie and never letting her move from sight.

"The blood of this woman will rest upon all of our hands. We have wars so that we all can see equally. Isn't that not what we want for our Costas? We are family, and a family only needs one ruler, and that ruler will stand with the royal name of…"

"FIORE!" Rosie screamed, Mason grabbed her hand as Carter took note of the people nearby.

"My dear child, this Fiore is garbage and waste among this land."

"THIS IS HER LAND!" Rosie screamed as Mason tried to calm her down. They didn't have the upper hand at the moment.

"This is all of our land. We all own the Costas, my darling you are bright."

"AND I'M THE QUEEN OF COSTA LUNA, AND I refuse, to let you take my land." Tears streamed from Rosie's face as Clatin stepped in front of his wife and son.

"My-my, a foreigner with a big mouth."

"I am Princess Rosalinda Maria Montoya Fiore…Queen of Costa Luna, and next in line as Queen of Costa Copa if what you say is true…if you've killed the royal family, then I am the Queen." Rosie was shaken up, Carter could feel it. The woman a few feet away, her mother, was filled with more life in those few moments then she's felt in years.

"I will not take a threat to my thrown lightly. I will end this by forcing you to go home. Don't make me, this is a joyous day."

"You're right, the day that I defend my thrown." Rosie lifted her necklace from her palm and placed it over her neck, as gasps shot through the air.

"SEIZE HER!" Clatin shouted as Mason pushed Carter and Rosie behind him, his men forming a circle with him.

"Just give up Clatin, this is her thrown, not yours." Mason began.

"You're outnumbered."

"How can you people turn against your queen? Its like turning against your own family. Whatever you had with the old king and queen, Rosalinda's mother and father…she was a baby when she left this land. It isn't her fault that she couldn't defend her country…but she's back to take her thrown. Will you be with her?...or against her?" Mason knew that if all of Clatin's men rushed them, the odds were not good.

"If she is the princess, then I lay my arms down for her!" A guard next to them spoke, he lowered his gun before stepping back and facing the his old comrades.

"I too stand down, for the princess. I will only fight for her."

"Her blood is my blood, and I will not kill my people."

"I honored to restore the royal blood line, and I will not shed a drop of it."

Men turned against Clatin one by one as Rosie's heart filled with joy. She never knew that the power of others could make her stronger, but that's exactly what happened.

"You all will be appointed by me," Rosie spoke as Clatin ran over to Sophia, holding her arm tightly before he pulled a blade out on her.

"I AM KING, WHAT I SAY GOES." He screamed as Rosie pushed past everyone, and stood before the crowd, just inches away from Clatin.

"You are a part of our people…why deny us the freedom to be who we are? The Fiore line was built on freedom for all, with little to no royal input, so why must you change that? Why do you want to kill your people?"

"I only want to kill you," when Clatin shot forward to try to cut Rosie, Mason was there to knock the knife from the man's hand, and onto the ground.

"Clatin, I am your queen. And no matter if you want this to be true or not…my blood, is your blood…and I do not wish to kill my people." And Rosie did something that no one ever thought a princess would do. She bowed to the enemy, to the man who killed her father, and burned her city. To the man who enslaved her mother, she stood above it all and bowed, but maybe that is, what makes a queen, so royal.

"Today, on the fifteenth of August, we give the rights of stolen land to its first royal in waiting, to build to what someone has stolen from her. Queen Rosalinda Maria Montoya Fiore, the lands of Costa Aries, Costa Copa, and Costa Luna. And we'd like to help restore the lands of Costa Han, to its people." As the crowd clapped, and many cried, Rosie took the stand.

"For the people of Costa Copa and Costa Aries, there is no way to explain the pain, which I am sure, even as a child, I felt when leaving my home and losing my father. I did not know my mother, or my people, but I've never passed judgment on others. I am honored that you wish to give your land to me, but I wish to give the land to its people. To all of you, it is your land, take care of it." Rosie sat before the previous speaker rose.

"The people are thankful, but we wish for you to rule our land, so that no one can come and try to claim it as their own."

"Thank you, I accept." Rosie let tears pierce her cheek as the crowd roared. "I honor you all, thank you."

Hope this didn't suck, but then again I'm always critical on myself. Glad you read all the way through, It's a long one.

Now 'Crush' is over tomorrow, and "The Code of Charm," starts. I'm so excited. I've been through tons of ideas, written a lot, and so ready for the excitement. Followed by other stories as well.