Esme: Maybe the underground thought is a good idea. It would take too long to dig, but there is old passageways,
Rosalie: Stands up and walks towards him. "WHERE IS SHE?!" She gets impatient, as she hates being told what to do.
Stress, from wat I heard from yhe local doctors, can make u die faster my Queen. Plz calm ur self for ur sake
Rosalie: "I will ask you one more time before I throw you in the tower." She pretends to calm herself, and stands closer to him. She puts her face about an inch from his and grits her teeth. "Where is she?"