Chapter one
BPOV:
"Princess Isabella, your father has requested your presence immediately in the throne room," my servant and closest friend Angela announced as she came into my room.
"How many times must I tell you to call me Bella, Angela? Really we are close friends and yet you insist on referring to me as Princess," I said completely annoyed.
"I tell you time and again that I will continue to call you by your title and show my respect for the royal throne Princess. your mother might not have as good of hearing due to her only being full blood sidhe, however your father is a vampire and can hear every word I say. He would probably not be as accepting of me as you are and I would rather not find that out the hard way," she replied stubbornly. She was of course beautiful in an understated sort of way. Her shoulder length raven black hair pulled up in a braided bun, dark tri-colored eyes of gold, brown, and amber gracing her long and slender face.
"Very well Angela I will let go of this argument for now, but believe me when I say that this is not over," I said trying to hide my mischievous smirk behind a hard mask of utter seriousness. I didn't hold it for long breaking into a fit of giggles causing her to smirk and snort.
"Please princess you must go see your father, he said it was of importance," she said when she caught her breath. I huffed turning to my vanity made of an intricately carved picture of the moon goddess Rhiannon in oak and alabaster. I inspected my image, my hair is waist length, marking me as a royal and mahogany in color. My eyes like Angela's and every other sidhe are tri-colored of topaz, brown, and the oddest shade of lavender. My lips are full and my cheekbones are high. I am pretty, but I am half sidhe and half vampire, it was going to happen just because of my heritage. "Oh alright lets get to it," I said standing and sweeping my way towards the doors.
In the throne room my father and my mother were waiting for me. I looked at their faces and saw nothing except fear. " Father, what is troubling you both? You look so worried," I said walking up and taking my fathers hand.
"Isabella, the time has come you must run he has found us," my father said tears that would never fall filling his eyes. Of course I knew who 'he' was. Aro, my fathers worst enemy. At one time the sidhe lived in the human world, however, Aro found my people and along with them he found their queen, my mother, he captured her and tried to force her into marriage. My father was one of Aro's guards and instantly fell in love with my mother, and she returned the feelings. He rescued her and they ran together. With her power she created an alternate realm, one that exists parallel to the human world, there she hid herself my father and our people. The only way into this realm is through specific portals that only a special incantation can open. Faylinn is the place where we have resided for two hundred years now, and he found us. Fear formed like a lump in my throat making it impossible to swallow and fairly difficult to breathe.
"What am I supposed to do father? I will not leave you two here to await your deaths, I will stay and I will fight," I said with as much certainty as I could.
" No, you must run, he does not know that you exist, you must run and hide, you are the hope of our people returning to normal. I have already issued a warning telling the kingdom to cross the portals and hide themselves amongst the humans. You must go to your fathers old friend Carlisle and seek his help, find a way to restore our people," my mother said with tears streaming down her beautiful porcelain face.
" I have not reached my full power level yet mother, how do you expect me to restore our people. It could take centuries to find my soul mate, and only then will I reach my ultimate power level, you know that mother," I argued.
" Isabella, you weigh yourself down with doubt, you have been blessed by Rhiannon the goddess of the moon and the Earth Mother, that in itself is unheard of. You have more power then any sidhe would ever dream, usually it is only one deity that blesses one sidhe with their mark of protection and power and you have two. Trust in your own power my daughter, the Goddesses will keep you safe," my mother argued back.
"What about you and father? I will not leave you here to die," I said.
" Your father and I must run and hide, but we need to stay in hiding, we are risking you and the people to stay with you. We will be safe, but until Aro is defeated we must stay in hiding," my mother sniffed. I nodded my head in understanding. I am supposed to be the most powerful sidhe ever born. I bear the marks of Rhiannon, a crescent moon birthmark on my left shoulder blade, and the marks of the Earth Mother, a wide oak tree birthmark on my right hip. However, I have yet to find my soul mate, which makes me weak. Our soul mates double our power level. When we connect our shields drop allowing our auras to merge causing a power jump for both involved. If I had achieved that, defeating Aro would be easy, but without my soul mate it would be a suicide mission. I am not as strong, nor as fast as a full vampire. The only advantage I have is the magic of the fey. If he or his soldiers got to close I would be overpowered. My only chance is to defeat him with magic. Aro will die by my hand, that I am sure of.