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The princess and I

About half a century after Edward's departure, Bella and Edward find themselves in an extemely uncomfortable position, Bella's the bride, but Edward isn't her groom.

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1. Chapter 1: Princess

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Edward’s P.O.V

--- and so we hope that you will grace the ceremony of matrimony with your presence, signed Aro.

I sat across Carlisle with my arms crossed, my eyes narrowed as they took in the sneer the slight figure at the doorway was wearing.

“Aro expresses his wishes for you to come, Carlisle.” Jane said, eyeing the rest of us in a distasteful manner.

She did not render it necessary to mask the obvious contempt in her tone as she faced Alice,” You have the privilege of being our princess’s maid- of- honor, she chose you herself.”

Jane sounded oddly rueful at the end, as if she wished it was herself the ‘princess’ chose.

“I think I’ll pass.”

Jane paused, contemplating for a moment, before reluctantly adding, “I’m afraid the choice is not yours.”

She nodded once, before taking off with Felix and Demetri, bidding us farewell with a, “I’ll be seeing you in two months, and you-” glancing sideways at Alice, “In a week.”

“Who does she think she is? Demanding Alice to be her lousy bridesmaid!” Emmett burst out.

Jasper darkly answered from the corner, his quiet voice menacing, “The Volturi princess?”

Emmett rolled his eyes, “Please!”

“I’m going up to my room to pack!” Alice announced, prancing up the stairs lithely, oblivious to the incredulous expressions on our faces.

Jasper was by her side in a second, “You don’t have to go, you know? Yet somehow I’m getting the feeling you want to go.”

Alice giggled, “I am interested what the Volturi Princess is like. Rumors have been going around for at least three decades! I can’t wait to see her in the flesh.”

“About five decades actually,” Jasper corrected, ascending the steps with her, as they disappeared to the second floor.


I turned to face Carlisle. Will you be joining us?

I turned my head slightly to the right. It took two decades to forget Bella’s disastrous birthday and what I found waiting for me when I returned: a note telling me to find someone better, that she was happy and contented with life.

A wedding ceremony could absolutely help me forget. Seeing a couple stroll down the aisle, blissful smiles on their faces, even as monsters, they were happy. I wanted that, I wanted all of that for myself. To live the rest of Bella’s life with her, and when she was gone, I could follow, and find a way to be with her in the next world.

It was the stupidest thing I ever did in a century and a half, to take myself out of her world, and her out of mine. Sometimes, the right things to do were the stupidest things, and most of the time, we chose to do the wrong.

I refused to do the wrong thing for Bella, her future was not another of Jasper’s and Emmett’s infantile bets. I hated gambling, especially not with Bella’s life, I would never gamble away her future.

I grabbed at anything that would prove to be a distraction. Searching the minds of my family members desperately, a gesture which I would have considered a sin under normal circumstances, I tried valiantly to not think about Bella.

Jasper’s ‘voice’ invaded my mind.

How strange, Jane actually adores the ‘princess’, I would never have been aware that she is capable of such emotions if I wasn’t able to actually feel it for myself.

That was strange indeed. I felt Jane’s emotions through Jasper’s thoughts. Never had I expected that vicious tiny body to hold such fond feelings for another creature on earth, aside from her brother. It surprised me that Jane loved the ‘princess’, loved her completely and irrevocably.

Maybe going to Volterra was not too bad an idea, I reasoned with myself. After all, how much deeper could I fall? Not much, surely, I was already so deeply in depression’s hold.

Perhaps the Volturi ‘princess’ could prove to be a distraction, I would very much like to see the talents of one able to tame the wildly cruel, sadistic mind of Jane Volturi.

Yes, I would very much like to meet this intriguing character known as the Volturi ‘princess’ indeed, the ‘princess’ of all the horrible, vile monsters in the world.

I wondered idly how much of a monster this ‘princess’ must be, to actually be the ‘princess’ of our kind. I chuckled blackly, picturing her in the worse way possible. Why, I might actually enjoy this ceremony of matrimony! I was beginning to look forward to this.

What perfect timing! A welcome distraction to get my mind off Bella, for once…