Chapter 1
So let me start off by saying this story is a collab written by XteamEdward (Me), Rozboz11 (Roz) and Nomalar96 (Naomi)!
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*THIS CHAPTER IS WRITTEN BY Nomalar96* I'll be writing the next, then Roz, then we take turns each!
Full Summary.
Princess Isabella Swan is forced to married King Jacob Black. He is an obnoxious man, who abuses her throughout the so called 'relationship'. Bella confides in her servant Edward Masen. They fall in love and Bella has big decisions to make. Disgrace her family name, give up the throne & cause a war to re-begin? Or follow her heart's desire
& run away with her one true love
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Bella's POV
I sat on the window sill of the big bay window overlooking the grounds in my room, my heart thumping against my ribcage. I tried to contain myself; but I just couldn't. The honest truth was;
I was nervous. And not in a good way.
I stood up quickly; forgetting the book I had set down on my lap and causing it to fall onto the floor with a crash, startling me. I bent down to pick it up and laid it on my bedside table before walking over to the vanity table covered in various lip stains, blushes, perfumes and other unidentifiable objects Alice had left. I nervously looked into the mirror and saw the same face I saw every day. Same pale face, now rosier thanks to the blush Alice had brushed onto my cheekbones, same brown eyes, same lips now stained a pinkish red thanks to, once again, Alice. The only part of me I was slightly proud of was my hair. Alice was always saying how all the people in the kingdom would kill for my hair, and not meaning to be vain, but I was starting to see what she meant. It was long, just coming a few inches above my waist and curly. Not that tight curl that some of the servants have that make them looked like extra curled ribbon, but loser curls in the colour of the darkest brown.
I twirled a lock of it nervously around my finger; anxiously awaiting my Sister or one of the servants to come and summon me. It was only four days ago that father had told me the news, and I feel as if it will be permanently imprinted into my brain.
*Flashback*
"Bella," Father boomed at me as I crossed the halls floor, the grim look obvious from the moment I entered the room. I dipped into a low curtsy before him and he nodded at me as I rose.
"Father," I said, studying his face; trying to find any trace of an explanation to his moods sudden plummet, "is something wrong?"
He chuckled, allowing his face to regain some of its more cheery self,
"Bella, am I really that easy to read?"
"Only to me," I said with a smile.
He gave me a smile that quickly loosed its glow and became weak and sad.
"Father?" I asked uncertainly, still unsure as to why I was called here.
He looked at me sadly and took a breath.
"I have, some news for you," he said.
I nodded at him to continue, starting to become scared.
"I have found you…. A suitor," he said and once he said that I knew something was wrong, horribly wrong.
If this had been a good moment he would have been smiling, but now he was frowning and looked… like a tortured man.
"A suitor? May I question whom?" I said, trying to keep my face straight so he couldn't see the terror in my face.
"Bella, you love your Kingdom, don't you?" He asked me, looking deep into my eyes.
"Of course Father. I would do anything for my home," I said proudly, holding my head up high.
"I thought you would say that," he said quietly, as if he was talking to himself, "and you know of the warring neighbouring country, La Pushtain?" he said, the grim look on his face deepened till it was as dark as a thunderstorm.
"Of course; how could I not? Why?" He paused for a minute, as if he was considering something.
"They have offered us… a treaty. A peace offering," he said, raising his gaze to look at me better.
He looked like he was trying to see how I was taking this. I smiled.
"Fantastic!" I said but I choked off at the end of it.
"There's something wrong isn't there?" I asked uncertainly. He did a sad smile and nodded weakly.
"Well, the king of La Pushtain has offered us a peace treaty….in offer of your hand in marriage," he said in a growl. I hesitated and swallowed.
"Then I'm getting married," I said. Father's eyes widened.
"WHAT?" He choked. I tried to blink back furious tears that were threatening to spill over.
"I just said that I would do anything for my country…a marriage cant be that bad," I said, not allowing my eyes to meet Fathers; knowing that when I saw the frustration and emotion I would brake down.
"But you know how horrible King Jacob is-,"
"I know Father!" I snapped, not wanting to be reminded of the horrible thought swirling through my head, "But I am willing to do this if it finally means peace for my people," I said, still looking at my feet.
*End of Flashback*
"Miss Bella? Miss Bella?" I jumped as one of my servants Stephanie peeped around my door.
"Yes?" I choked; my throat dry from my reverie.
"Your Father requests you," she said quietly. I could tell she was nervous for me;
King Jacob's reputation was well known among the servants and staff; especially the girls.
"Is he here?" I said, trying to give her a smile even though it felt someone had plastered it on.
"Yes," she whispered. She looked terrified, and I could tell she didn't want to go back into that hall with him.
"You don't have to go back in there Stephanie. Go back to the kitchens, its OK," I added as I could see she was about to retaliate.
"Thank you Miss Bella," she said with a quick, grateful smile before shooting off. I brushed off some non-existent fluff off my skirt and started walking down the corridors towards the great hall. The men standing at the door quickly jumped to open the door. I nodded at them quickly and attempted to glide into the hall as I had seen my sister Alice do countless times.
"Bella," My Father said, his voice tight with stress, "I would like you to meet King Jacob."
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