Snippet #2432110

Rose couldn't help but smile when he agreed to go back with her, but wrinkled her nose when he called her "my lady". Sure that's truly what was proper, but she didn't like it. It felt strange to her and something not right. She was about to ask him not to call her that when he asked her not to call him Mr. Alistair. She let out a small giggle as she shook her head. "I shall call you Morgan from now on, but only because you said calling you Mr. Alistair makes you feel old and not because you don't feel like you can live up to the other Mr. Alistair's name. I may have only lived here for barely four years and I didn't really know him I'm sure he'd find you worthy of his name." She said with a smile.

When he held out his arm to her, she couldn't suppress a blush as she took his arm. She had no idea why she blushed, but she did though she tried hiding it best she could. "I-I also have one condition, just call me Rose or Rosie or if you absolutely feel the need you can call me Rosalind just not my lady. I may appear to be a lady and sometimes have to act like one, but I truly am not. I do not come from a family with money, it seems to be pure luck I ended up where I am." She said, trying to distract from her now fading read face. "Plus I am a human being just as you are a human being. I believe we should all be equal and treated the same." She added as she began to walk back to the festival with him.