Centuries – Fall Out Boy: "Some legends are told, some turn to dust or to gold, but you will remember me for centuries"
The medieval eyes of the castle portraits followed her as she made her way towards the giant gold-laced doors. A black cloak covered the elegant red dress her new masters had bought her; the blood red skirt splashing against her black heals. As the rhythmic 'click' of her heals echoed through the hall she felt the tension in the room ahead rise.
All she wanted was to run to the room but yet she held herself back, she wanted the dramatics and she wanted the flare that came with the Italians. She wanted it, but her main reason for holding back, apart from her new found flare for theatrics, was the people occupying the room.
At long last the door was in reaching distance; I stayed still for the minute as planned. No noise came from either side of the door.
"I would like to introduce the newest member of my coven and guard: Isabella Volutri." Aro exclaimed excitedly.
The double doors burst open as she stepped into the flame-lit room, a smirk gracing her improved features. Her new family looked on proudly while the others in the room had a variety of reactions. Angry, upset and in one case, proud. Jasper had always wanted the best for her.
She grinned meeting each of their eyes with a look of fake happiness, "Welcome to my new home, Cullens. I hope you enjoy your stay."
Taking her place next to Alec and Jane she never let her guard drop they hurt her but she won't let them see that, a trait that helped her get her place in the guard. Edward makes a point of staring her down, lips curled into a snarl, his anger only makes her fake smile creep into a malicious grin.
Edward, oh Edward, your little Bella is no longer the little lamb, but a lioness on the prowl.