#Chapter18
Vincent rubbed his thumb over the ruby brooch he was given. His mind moving back and forth between the past and the present as he saw his memories past by and suddenly covered in blood.
/"I would kill myself for you Princess/" She froze looking at him. Her hands clenched pushing the thorns of recently picked rose into her skin drawing blood. Vincent ran towards her grabbing her hand and throwing the roses on the ground picking the throne from her finger
His frown deepens as he saw blood gush out her finger. Even if it was just a drop, even if it was of no harm to her. His instinct was to help her in every way possible. His hand stopped the bleeding as he called her maid standing nearby wrapping a given cloth around her finger.
Rose looked at her dismissing her with just a look. She bowed leaving them be.
/"Vincent/" She called and he looked up at her.