Hey, so I'm late in my 'update' but the reason why is because I was starting to force words out and those kind of words never end in a good tale. So here is my new story, I hope you like it. And if you're knew to my writing, tell me what you think, love it? hate it? Criticize me please.

Disclaimer: if I was stephenie meyer or owned Twilight I would not be stuck in school. Therefore I am not her, and I don't have the rights to twilight and is sister books or their blood sucking characters... *sigh*

Gasping for air, I pressed m body tightly against the wall, wishing I was able to just disappear into its cold stones. How could I have missed those pig-headed suits of armor? I was usually more careful than that.

"This way!" those damn guards! Those loud, idiotic, obnoxiously fast bastards! There was no way I would make it out of here quick enough without taking some needed time to catch my breath. If I let myself get exhausted my fate would be sealed, because when you're tired, you get lazy and when you're lazy you stumble. And when Isabella Swan stumbles... gravity wins. And then... well duh, I get caught.

Why do the kitchens have to be on the far side of this God forsaken castle? I scowled at myself for even thinking of escaping through the royal halls to get there. Going around may have been longer, but it was safer and definitely gave me smaller chances of meeting any unwanted attention.

Loud clangs of armor pulled me from my thoughts, these metal men were fast, "Here!"... and close. I searched frantically for a hiding place. Unfortunately for me though the royals decided instead of providing nice hiding places with useless pots and furnishings in their halls, they spent our tax money on curtains and paintings. Curtains that, by the way, weren't even covering windows! They were just hanging pointlessly on the walls, on the ghost of a window. Really? Are you kidding me? Man does this make me feel the need to pay my taxes. Yes, that was very much heavy sarcasm...

BANG! CLANK! Okay, time to hide. Useless curtain here I come!

"Are you sure you saw him come this way?" his voice was dangerously close to my temporary sanctuary. I pressed myself more firmly against the wall, if you've ever played an extreme game of hide-n-go seek, well then you know how I feel at the moment. And for those of you living under rocks... I'm desperate, hopeless, and terrified out of my wits!

"Positive, unlike you my eyesight is perfect." a second voice rang out from the other side of the hall. This man sounded younger than the first, his attitude was that of a child and his tone one of a egoistical idiot. Must be new.

"Well maybe you should get those eyes of yours checked again, because from where I am standing there seems to be no intruder present." the older, deeper voice snapped, "We've probably lost him. What in this horribly heavy metal, speed is not something easy to come by." I held back a giggle, the way he griped about his attire was just brilliant. He was a critical thinker and definitely seemed to have had problems with the royal family in the past. If this man weren't a castle guard I knew for a fact he and I would be in cahoots.

"You want to complain take it up with the king! You should have been decommissioned long ago anyway. You old..." his voice died out as a new sound made its way to our attention.

A wave of hopelessness washed over me as I wondered if I would ever get out of this death trap, instantly killing any giddiness that had come from the older mans obvious defiance against our rulers.

The soft step falls became slightly louder as our guest made his way closer to the bickering guards. Finally they came to a halt, "Well, well," an alluring chuckle sang out from the new arrival. "Gerald, Richard." this mans voice was smoother than velvet, a smile was clear in his tone, "Aren't you two a little far from your posts? And what is with your arguing? Will you ever learn to get along?" his voice was mesmerizing. His laughter put me in a trance, and I almost had a small slit ready for my curious eye to see this stranger through the fabric that hid him from my view, when the sound of metal meeting stone awoke me from my daze. I grimaced and kept myself from yelling at the two men for interrupting such a wonderful sound with their obnoxious suits.

The next words came in harmony from the men in armor, "Your highness." my heart stopped. That meant they had gone to their knees to bow in respect, I silently thanked the loud interruption from my daze. If that hadn't been the case, I would have possibly given myself away. I would have been captured. Who would feed my people then?

I don't know what scarier, the fact I was almost caught, or the fact that I'm standing mere feet away from the man that could end my life and make those who support me absolutely miserable.

The man of royalty chuckled for a third time in this short interaction, his musical voice breaking through my thoughts, "Ah, how much I do love that title." Those words shattered the small bit of affection I might have had for this royal.

Asshole. I had to physically stop myself from speaking my thoughts. And with the movement of my hand from its nice invisible space next to my body up to my lips to keep my thoughts from being brought to their attention, the curtain made a slight mimicking movement as a result of my abrupt one. I silently prayed they did not notice the motion, or would just pass it off for some non-existant gust of wind... you know the one that came from the non-existant window this curtain blocked. Just from being in this palace for such an extended amount of time, my brain cells were beginning to disappear. I mean, really?

"My Prince," hehe, yay they're idiots! I rejoiced in the young mans failure to acknowledge the curtains movement. "We have spotted an intruder in the castle..." his muffled voice was cut off by his highness.

The prince continued with his bright and playful tone as he addressed the guard about their current situation, "Then why are you sitting here bickering? Shouldn't you be searching for this person before any harm comes from his presence?" just from his tone I could tell he was smirking, probably thinking he was some sort of genius.

Yeah, because they weren't already looking for me. I almost laughed out loud as I realized that the person they were talking about, bickering about, looking for, was right under their noses. It was me.

"That is why we are so far from our post sir," the older man cut in, I smiled happily at the annoyance that was apparent in his words, he wasn't about to be looked down on. I was truly beginning to like this man.

"He was running this way, but disappeared around the corner." Mr. New guard's voice rose in volume obviously trying to hide the older mans tone. I grimaced again, why where those two younger boys treating this old, definitely wiser man as though he were some crack pot old fart? I huffed, angrily at their vanity.

"What was that?" the price's voice came loud and clear as he shuffled closer to my curtain, I held my breath. Apparently these men weren't as oblivious as I had hoped.

That's what you get for underestimating people Bells. My father's voice came clear from my memory, he told me that the day when a smaller pixie girl beat me in some game I used to play as a child. I wasn't too happy about it, everyone was praising her like she was some goddess. I however, was stuck on the side lines being a horrible sport. It wasn't like anyone else hadn't thought she would be the first to lose though, I mean she was tiny, even for her age. My father chuckled at my childish antics and gave me a big hug telling me I would always be his best daughter. Then I would giggle and respond that I was his only daughter.

While sighing happily from this good memory, well any memory when either of my parents were still alive was a good one, I took a deep breath of dust. Crap.

I held the traitorous breath in knowing that the minute I let out that fresh oxygen I would fall into a coughing fit like no other.

"There is was again..." the prince's voice was closer than ever before, from habit I stupidly gasped in surprise.

The coughs were loose, and so was I. I ran as quickly as I could down the hallway, thanking the good Lord for the concept of surprise, as the men were in plain shock to find that their intruder had been in the room the entire time. I was able to get far from them very quickly. However, my coughs where taking the spring out of my step, and exhausting me quickly. This wasn't likely to end well.

"AS THE PRINCE OF THE KINGDOM I ORDER THEE TO HALT!" even at a high volume the man's voice was that of an angels. His words gave me some comfort however, for they were echos of the original sentence and from this I was able to gain hope from the possibility that they had not moved to chase me. The prince certainly had not.

The coughing fit was becoming worse as I raced on through the long stone hallways, and once again I found myself searching for some easy escape.

"If you find any trouble, search for a plain wooden door." Angela's voice sounded in my thoughts, "That will lead you to the servants quarters, they won't think to look for you there." she assured me as I began to make my way towards the castle. I really didn't think that I would need her advice, but it was always helpful to have someone on the inside. Angela was a servant girl to one of the princesses, I befriended her when I was a little girl, we used to play together by the river when our mothers were doing the wash. But after my mother died I didn't see her much, it wasn't until about last year that we came across each other again in the market place...

The loud footfalls of the men in suits or armor interrupted my walk down memory lane, I began looking along the walls for any sign of a doorway. I couldn't help but giggle as I finally found what I was looking for, I tried to calm my hysterics while slipping through the servants door. I must be losing my sanity, what with all the stress and adrenaline my job creates I wouldn't be surprised if that were the case.

"He couldn't have gotten far, the next post is just around there." the younger man sounded breathless as his retreating voice would decrescendo past the door. Both sets of metal plated feet came and went, but the prince's lighter footfalls came to my ears with less haste. He stopped right in front of my hiding spot for the second time today. His breath didn't seem to be as labored as those who came past me before him, then again, he didn't seem to be in any rush.

A demanding knock echoed along the dark corridor, I jumped and squeaked in surprise.

"I know you're back there." His voice came through the crack that just barely separated the wooden frame from the surrounding stone.

I turned and ran down the darkened hall, "If you do resort to those corridors remember to go down hill, you will see some light and hear voices. There is where you'll find safety my friend." Angela whispers echoed in my head, I took notice of any slant that may be apparent in the flooring. I was headed the right way.

"You won't get far." his voice was no longer muffled by a closed door, he was in the passageway as well. I ran faster, taking comfort in the gradually increasing volume of chatter this was a sign that I was closer to my escape.

"Swan!" Angela greeted me with a happy, yet panicked tone, "I'm guessing it didn't go as planned." she handed me a skirt and apron. I quickly put them on to hide my mens clothes, then took my hair down only to put it back up in a sloppy style that his my face. She patted on some dirt to my hair to create the illusion that I had been working in the gardens.

"I ran into some complications, one of them being a little high up on the food pyramid." I responded, trying desperately to catch my breath.

She raised her brow waiting for more details. "I'll tell you the full story at home." I told her, then busied myself so I didn't stick out in any way.

"Where is he?" I winced as the prince's voice thundered through the quarters. The women crowding the room hastened their pace, ducking their heads as if to hide from their master.

"Who sir?" Angela spoke up, if I wasn't so afraid of being caught I would have glared at her then and there. Maybe even lectured her on keeping cover.

"The man," she looked at him in a confused way, "Come now, in a room full of women you must have noticed this man. He had to have gone through this room." the prince was aggravated, I wanted to laugh.

Angela just shook her head in response.

"Of coarse! You unintelligent females are too idiotic to notice anything! I should have known that what with the terrible state some of my rooms are in!" okay, that's where I draw the line.

"Sir," he turned to me with an evil glint in his eye, "sir if you hadn't noticed, we're pretty busy down here. And being that there are other pathways than this one, how do you know this intruder didn't tak one leading away from here?" I asked fighting back a smirk, I tried to look as innocent as possible while still hiding most of my features from his hateful gaze.

He face got red, and he raised his hand in pure anger. Anger that was no directed solely on me. Knowing his intentions I moved back, not totally dodging the blow, but just enough so that I wasn't hit full force.

However, I was unpleasantly surprised. He grabbed my chin with such force I couldn't fight it as he turned my head towards him.

"Who are you?" he demanded studying my face, I tried to turn away, "Who do you think you are talking to me in such a way?" he went on with such venom in his tone I almost took on fear towards him. Almost.

"A servant girl." I muttered back, "A servant girl who must be going now." I told him, looking him straight in the eye trying to portray the anger I felt towards him. He let go.

"Well.." I didn't let him finish, with a quick nod I turned abruptly and walked quickly to the nearest exit. I didn't turn to see if he followed, I had to get out of there. I needed to leave.

That night I would dream of the sparkling green eyes of the devil.

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E POV

"...thefts have been piling up...Edward... EDWARD!" my fathers voice shattered the shadowy image of the servant girl from earlier today.

"Yes, I understand. But what should we do about it?" Okay a few loaves of bread were stolen, so what? Make some more bread! We have plenty why should a few small loaves matter so much. Maybe the thief didn't know that it was royal food they were taking.

"If we don't act we'll have a riot on our hands. And something tells me this will be bigger than the last." he responded, annoyed at me for some reason.

"It's just food! What will they do? Throw it at us?" I mocked him, chuckling at my own jest.

"No, they'll gain confidence that they have power over us." he snapped.

"Well, what do you want me to do?" I demanded, tired of his foolish game. My father, King Edward the first, always like his silly word games.

"You will go to town personally, and make an announcement that any unauthorized man caught anywhere near royal grounds with be punished severely!" I chuckled, he was like a puppy dog on a rampage always thinking he was so powerful and intimidating.

I rolled my eyes at his childish ways, "Fine." I might as well be the bigger person.

"Good." he nodded failing to notice my annoyance, "And whoever finds the man that started this whole fiasco will be rewarded handsomely." he finished.

"How will anyone know the identity of this person?" I asked raising an eyebrow.

"Trust me, the villagers know."

I laughed, he sounded like a paranoid old man, "Very well, mind your blood pressure." I walked out of the room with two people on my mind. The man that got away, and the woman in the servants quarters.

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