DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN TWILIGHT OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS, NO MATTER HOW MUCH I WOULD LIKE TO. THEY ALL BELONG TO STEPHANIE MEYERS.
SUMMARY: PRINCESS ISABELLA AND PRINCE EDWARD WERE BETROTH FROM BIRTH TO BE THE COUPLE THAT UNITES TWO KINGDOMS AT WAR. WATCH AS THEY TRY TO KEEP FROM GOING TO WAR WITH EACH OTHER.
CHAPTER ONE: The Royal Call
Charles Joseph Swan was the ruler of the Scots and Welsh of Great Britain. For hundreds of years, the kingdom he now ruled had been at war with the kingdom of Cornish and Scottish Gaelic. Carlisle Ryan Cullen was the ruler of that kingdom. Charles inherited the war from his father who inherited it from his father before him and so on. Carlisle inherited the same war also.
Charles grew tired of the war and bloodshed and so he swore to put a stop to it. He conversed with King Carlisle about peace and was surprised and grateful that he wholeheartedly agreed. They decided to make it official and did so by betrothing their only children Princess Isabella Swan who was only a year old and Prince Edward Cullen who was three years old.
They were promised to wed once Isabella reached the age of sixteen. King Charles and King Carlisle was jubilant with their decision and felt confident everything would work out. They were wrong, a few citizens of both kingdoms didn't like the peace and claimed they would never be able to trust those whom they had once considered being their enemies. They planned to stop the order at its root by the assassination of the princess and the prince.
On the night when the news of plans made by the criminals reached the capital, just moments before they attacked the castle. Queen Renee wrapped her little girl into a royal silk blanket with the family crest engraved on the left side. She also placed her betrothed necklace around her neck, kissed and blessed her before setting her in the arms of her most trusted servant, Shayla.
Protect her with your life; she said before watching her daughter disappeared into the night. Similarly, Queen Esme said goodbye to her son, entrusting him with a distant relative of King Carlisle name Louis. Louis took Prince Edward from his mother's arms, and they escaped that night. They both fled to the United States of America.
Isabella relocated to Forks, Washington, ironically so did Edward, they grew up in the same place, but due to their age difference they never actually conversed with each other. Their first interaction was when Isabella started High School. Isabella blossomed into a beautiful and compassionate young woman while Edward was different, he never listened or never did what he's told. He grew spoiled in every sense of the word.
At the point Isabella reached high school, he was already a senior and was the coolest guy in school. Isabella didn't care about such things, so she didn't know or even cared who he was, unfortunately, he didn't like that and well, Let's just say it was a good thing they didn't know they were engaged to be married.
15 years later
"You arrogant, insensitive jerk, just how cruel are you?" I shouted utterly disgusted by his behavior.
"She knows how I operate, she knew what she was getting herself into from the beginning, so why don't you go distribute your charity somewhere else dork." He smirked before he laughed, turned and left with his friends.
"Prick," I whispered under my breath, I sat down beside one of my classmate her name was Karen.
"You okay?" I asked placing a hand on her left shoulder.
"Well, he did warn me, I just thought I could change him, you know." She replied softly.
"No one can change Edward Cullen. He'll always be a monster." I helped her to her feet, and I looped my arm through hers.
"Come on, let's get to class," I said, moving towards the school entrance. Sometimes I felt like more than just a small town high school student like there was something out there waiting for me.
My guardian Shayla always said I had hidden royalty and that I just might change the world someday, but then again Shayla was a little loopy in the head, but she was a great confidant and friend, so I was obligated to see her as I saw fit.
It was my sophomore year in high school. High School was a dull affair. The only highlight of my days was British Literature with Mrs. Whiteley. I loved British Literature it just came so naturally to me, something I must have inherited from my parents. Shayla rarely talks about them, and when I do ask her questions about them, her only reply was, they were eminent people and that I would meet them one day.
She never saw it fit to elaborate any further which had always confused me. What parents who knew their child was alive and did not to see them or even talk to them, even if it was over the phone just once. For years I resented them, if they did not think of me, then why should I waste time thinking about them, they apparently do not care enough even to visit.
What was so important to them, what was more, important than their child. My life in Forks was horribly repetitive, nothing exciting happened, except on occasion when my dear friend Alice does something mildly entertaining such as staying up an hour past her bedtime then bragging about it the next day as if it was some great accomplishment. Note sarcasm!
At least I never wear a frown in her presence. A hand ran across my shoulder while I was putting my books in my locker. I turned around to see who had touched me only to be met with startling bright green orbs staring back at me.
"You know, you shouldn't get involved with things that don't concern you, you could get hurt." He said with a smirk.
"Get lost loser." I huffed at him, annoyed by his presence. I grabbed my bag and headed for the exit. I had hoped he would take a hint and leave me alone, no such luck, unfortunately.
"I'm just looking out for you, you have another two more years to go in this place, if you ruin your reputation now, well you wouldn't want your high school experience to be the worst of your life. I mean these are your golden years, don't waste it being such a prude." He said, then moved dangerously close to my left ear, I pivoted around to face him an angry expression on my face.
"If you think for one second that you can scare me like those airheaded bimbos following you around you're very mistaken." I spat daring him to say anything else. My tone, however, did not affect him but rather pleased him as his lips lifted into a smile.
"Like I said I'm just looking out for you." He replied. He raised his hands and backed away. He gave me a lasting look as he turned and walked down the hallway. AGH! God, I hated him, distracted, I pulled the doors open and almost stepped out into the pouring rain. Oh, shoot.
Shit, I had told Alice to left without me since I wanted to walk, poor thinking on my part. I had to wait it out. Half an hour later, it was still pouring; I made up my mind to walk in the rain.
I took a step out then jumped in fright when I heard the roar of an engine. A gray jeep pulled up, who the heck was this? The window rolled down, and a guy with thick blonde hair poked his head out.
"Hey, want a ride?" He asked. I seen him before walking with Edward, I thought, if he was a friend of Edward then he was an enemy of mine.
"No thanks," I replied and stepped out into the rain only to regretted it seconds later, it was freezing.
"It's just a ride, Isabella." He said, which startled me.
"You know me?" I asked surprised.
"Of course, I go to school here." He answered as if It was evident.
"I know! I..I just... Um." I stuttered like a complete idiot.
"Just get in." He said. Eventually, he pushed the door to his left open, reluctantly, I jumped in and onto the seat. His car was immaculate and smelt exquisite I felt instantly comfortable, which was unexpected.
I gave him directions to my house; then we fell into complete silence which I did not mind. His name eventually came to me the longer I sat there. It was Jasper, my friend Alice was completely obsessed with him.
Although he wasn't ugly, I couldn't see her fascination. He pulled up at the front of my gate, and I jumped out and turned to thank him, but he drove off before I could even finish. Weirdo!
I ran up the driveway and onto the porch relieved to be out of the rain. I pulled out my keys and opened the door. As soon as I did, I heard Shayla's voice talking near the stairway.
"Hey, Shayla what-..." She held up her hand cutting me off. It must have been an important call. She turned to me as soon as she hung up with a startled expression on her face.
"Who was it?" I asked guarding her reaction. "That was your parents. They want you to return home." She said a huge grin was slowly appearing on her face.
Author's Note: I'm a major Twilight fan, I'm very much in love with the movies. This story is my first fanfiction, and I'm super excited. I hope you all like my story and please review; it would be, greatly appreciated. Well, hope you guys liked it, please review I would like to know what you think. HAVE A HAPPY NEW YEAR.