Meet me at the well where the wild roses grow.I will show you what it means to be in love. They will turn me in your arms into a lion bold but hold me close and fear not. We will ride off together on a white steed and escape. The queen will be angry, but she could not fortell our flight. Had she but known, she would have turned us both into trees, no doubt. Sculpted layers of eighteen karat gold create the seductive form of the rose, not one but two.
