A Rose With Thorns

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Princess

                The kingdom was in a light and cheerful mood, a new princess was born. The king and queen were finally happy to have a child, after many years of trying and failing. The king held his new born daughter close to his chest as tears of joy dripped down his cheek. He glanced at his wife, proud of the child the two of them had created together. He sat down beside her and held the baby between the two of them. “She’s beautiful.” The queen whispered, gently brushing a finger against the baby’s cheek.

“What shall we name her?” the king asked taking hold of his wife’s hand. She glanced up her eyes shining bright.

One word slipped her lips. “Rose.”

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