Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight by Stephenie Meyer.
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Once upon a time, in a far away land, there lived a very handsome Prince named Edward. He was incredibly handsome and had everything he wanted or needed within his castle. And yet, he was alone most of his life.
One day, there was a very haggard and ugly woman who came to his castle, offering a single rose in replace for shelter. The man, disgusted by her appearance, turned the woman away. But she warned him that appearances could be deceiving.
Again, Edward, disgusted by her appearance, turned her away into the cold winter's night.
Suddenly, she turned into a beautiful maiden.
And she bit him.
Her name was Victoria. "For your insolence, young Prince, I have cast a curse upon you. You will be a vampire all your years, drinking the blood of your people, until you can learn what love is before it's too late. When the last petal falls from this single rose, you will be a vampire - forever."
"Please," Edward begged. "Please, turn me back into a human."
"Never," she laughed callously. "Unless you can learn to truly love and see past one's appearance."
Edward was distraught; he did not know how to love anyone. He did not need to, as Prince of the land.
But then, there was Bella.