Shay was sitting on the chair, staring at a rose that was in his vase.

Haytham came in, and noticed the rose.

'Huh? Shay, you being a Romantic now?'

'Ah yes. I think.'

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Three Hours Before

Shay was on his way to do a mission,

He walked on the rooftop,

Looking down to search for his target.

Some times later,

He spotted him,

and funny,

The target was with a woman,

Which dress like a beautiful rose.

She wore a mask, with feathers as decoration.

Her eyes were sparkling, then suddenly looked up to Shay.

She smiled, and silently took out a dagger with some pattens.

Shay followed them to an alley,

His target turned to the beauty who was behind him.

She smiled, liked the rose under the sun.

She walked toward his target, and slowly pushed the dagget inside his target's body.

The target immediately fell down,

Laid on the floor,

Next to the Rose,

She smiled.

She was truly a Rose to Shay.

He climbed down and stood in front of the Rose.

'So that's your target right? Sorry if I kill before you, though you are just watching on the rooftop.'

She said,

Her voice was soft, sweet,

He could smell her perfume of rose.

She took off her mask.

'Then, may I ask your name?'

Shay said, his eyes never left her eyes.

'Shay Patrick Cormac. Yours, miss?'

'Y/N L/N.'

She chuckled.

'You hear me before.'

Shay frowned.

'But Miss. I never heard you before!'

She turned away, and walked slowly.

'You will know soon.'

Then she left, but left a rose on the ground behind her.

Shay took the rose,

And looked in the crowd,

But she already disappeared.

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Haytham raised an eyebrow.

'Oh My, such a romantic story.'

'Yes. But I don't really remember her.'

Shay answered, still looking at the rose.

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Twelve Years Later

Shay looked at Dorian's dead body last time,

Then went away.

As he passed the garden,

He saw something.

Roses.

But one of them,

The tallest,

The Red one,

Caught his eyes.

And behind the roses,

There she stood.

Wearing the same outfit,

When they apart.

He opened his mouth.

'C/N!'

She chuckled.

And went to him.

'Hi Shay.'

Shay hugged her.

'I thought I can't see you after that day.'

'Yes. But I promise you, when the roses rise in the Summer, I will come to you.'

Shay hugged her close.

'I know.'

Then he suddenly remembered something.

He took out a paper which in his pocket.

Then he said.

'But Y/N…… you must give me some explanation of this.'

Y/N chuckled.

'Finally notice?'

'Notice many years.'

'Too Bad. Quite late, don't you?'

'Not really.'

He grabbed her hands, and went out of the garden.

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When The Summer Comes To Versailles,
I will be there.
I am Waiting you.
The Rose of Summer.

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The song really just help me to write, I can't write without any music 😆

But is a great song.

This chapter,

I identify as

'Nonsense For Some Reason'

And

'Title Is Not Match The Story'

Eh………

See Ya then.

……

Really.

AnacanLabyrinth