My long, silky, scarlet dress with the tight bodice trained out behind me as I made my way down the dimly lit corridor. I could hear the sounds of low whispers coming from the throne room. Arguments. They don't want me to be their new queen.

My breaths are shallow and ragged. I brushed my curled blond hair back and squeezed my eyes shut.

"You can do this," I whisper to myself. Alec promised they would accept me. He said they would love me. I would make a great queen. I'm doubting that now as their hisses of protest ring through my ears.

"Madame?" Dragon's gentle voice came from behind me as I stared out one of the small window slits. Sun shined brightly onto the dew-covered flowers, creating a rainbow effect which bounced onto my light-absorbing skin.

I sighed. "I told you to call me Destiny," I said with a small smile, turning to face him. Dragon is my new body guard since Dimitri and Felix are, well, gone. He is twenty-two in human years and thirty in vampire years, and he is HUGE.

He is about three times the size of me, and even bigger than Em. His biceps ripple even when he barely moves! He has long, chocolatey brown hair that falls a little above his shoulders. He is constantly tucking it behind his ear, its like an OCD habit. He has both ears pierced with little diamond studs, and a black dragon tattoo curls it's way around his upper right arm. His eyes are a bright crimson, but that will soon change. Overall, he is extremely intimidating.

He was in the army as a human, and he used to be a member of the Volturi guard. He trained with Felix and Dimitri, and immediately offered to provide his service and protection for me when he learned of their death and that I was to be queen soon.

Dragon started out calling me 'Your Majesty,' and after I told him not to he began with he 'M' Lady,' and now I can't get him off of 'Madame.' All over the span of the week I've been back in Volterra!

"Sorry. But it is time for us to be going, the King is ready," He said with a bashful smile. It was so weird to hear Alec being referred to as King.

I linked my delicate alabaster arm through his brawny one, and together we continued the journey down the dark hallway and towards the large oak doors where I would be crowned Queen of the Immortal World.