I do not own the twilight saga

Chapter 1

The first day after the night mother left for Mexico, was one of the best of my life. Finally, some freedom. I even slept with the drapes pulled back off the windows. Something she would hate, but I would laugh about.

It was still very early in the morning when I was running down the hallway towards my sister's room, not even dressed yet with a small leather bag on my hand. Now that she was out of country, everyone treated me as If I were her, bowing their heads and saying "good morning, my lady?"As they would to my mother the queen. I only nodded back at them.

I only knocked once on Kate's door before bursting through, and jumping onto her bed where she was still snoring.

"Katie!" I squealed "Come on! Mothers gone! We can do what we want now!" I really didn't know why I was acting this way. Usually I'm calmer, but today, with this new feeling of power, I was excited. Overly excited with the whole castles power at my will and most importantly, the break.

Katrina groaned and rolled over. "What?" she asked.

I sighed. Already too impatient, and then decided to give up on her. "Just be in the dining room in a short while?" I called behind me.

The servant's quarters were on the complete other side of the building, but I was willing to run. Run as fast as I could possibly. Down all the massive flights of stairs and through tall hallways, until I slowed finally, out of breath once I reached the door to the ten rooms that the servants slept in. I didn't bother knocking; I just slowly opened the wooden door, and stepped through.

The first room was still half full of servants getting ready for the morning shift, and once they saw me, every head was bowed and then came a chorus of "good morning, my lady's again.

I nodded back at them as I did the rest of the house and skipped to one of the doors on the far side of the room. This door was locked, but due past experiences, I knew how to get this lock undone.

For the first time this morning, I knocked and then called "When will my breakfast be ready?" I heard only three steps on the other side rushing to the loch, then the door swung open and I was no longer on the ground. When I finally opened my eyes, I found myself on top of him and his face still very close. My mother doesn't ever want me to see him. Ever. She thinks he's just another servant boy who washes dishes all day.

But to me, he was my Luke. He was the one who had tried to run away with me once last fall, and we made it all the way to the outer wall, until the guards found us. They took me to the nearest well doctor and him to the nearest prison.

With the small authority I had, I was able to let him go free after only two weeks, but he was still in my mother's hands. She barley let him step foot in the castle for the next season, but now she has gained a little trust. But he has always had my whole sole. And he will forever be, my Luke.

"Good morning, my princess" he whispered in my ear, to quietly for any of the other servants to hear.

"As to you as well." I told him. "I gave you the whole day off. We can do whatever we want together. Well, whatever accepts let my mother know I'm with you."

"Hmm…" he said, pressing his lips agents my neck. "I still say, it's up to you, my love."

I giggled at his beautiful taste in romance. He was so good at it. In some ways, I feel like I don't deserve him. He was so good, so pure, and then there was me. I'm sure my mother was a good queen, but royalty always have, in some cases, a spoiled reputation, that we were overpriced, and to independent. I could never see my mother and siblings that way.

I sighed. "We need to go now. Breakfast it is a little wile and I'm not even dressed yet. And neither are you." I tried to step away, but his arms tightened around my waist.

"I thought today was just for you and me?" he said in a small, Innocent voice. "Don't you want to have an early start? I'll get us food, and meet you in your room."

"The door will be unlocked" I responded.

And them, a short while later, we were both dancing around my room, throwing around dresses that came from my oversized closet, and snacking on grapes Luke had brought me.

The top of the bed was covered in about ten deep purple decorated gowns, since that is his favorite color on me. He was holding up one towards me, motioning me closer to see how it would fit. But when I stood so close to him at arms length, it was like we couldn't help ourselves, and we fell over onto the bed.

He held me on top of him again, and was so gentle with me. "Should we just go?"I asked him after a while.

"First, here," He said, handing me the wrinkled, but still smooth silk of the gown he wanted me to try on. "At least get dressed. Then we will leave. Your sisters will never know we are gone until the noon meal, so we have till then to escape." He was smiling by the time he finished his sentence.

I smiled to, and then ran off to change.