A/N: So i need to decide what to write for now so help me out. Tell me so i know. It's either this or "Even the Blind Can See". I don't care either way, that's why i need help with that. So tell me what you feel about them.

It's old-timy again but has no relevance to real history, so don't throw that in my face, i do know a bit about history, i just don't want to write about it at the moment.

So...yeah...

I happen to be going back to school on monday, doctors ok'd it so i won't update so quickly, but i will still be around. I would like to know what to write before i go back to school so make sure to REVIEW!

I don't own anything...

Thanks for listening to me babble.

Phoenix's Princess

(EPOV)

I was the son of King Carlisle Cullen. He ruled over all of Seattle. We were a peaceful group of people with very few enemies. Nearly all of the other kings and countries around us admired us. My family had nearly everything they ever wanted. My father had my mother. My mother had him and three strong children; myself (the eldest), Emmett (the middle child who was happily married to Rosalie Hale, a beautiful women from our court), and Alice (my psychic little sister who was currently courting the prince of a neighboring country, and was positive that she was going to marry him).

Yes, our family was perfect…well, except for one thing. "Edward dear." Esme called sweetly. I love my mother very much, she was everything a good mother should be and lacked all evil traits. The only thing that annoyed me slightly was— "Edward, when are you going to settle down and find a wife?"

"Must we discuss this every day?" I asked her, pouting.

"I want grandchildren, Edward." I blushed a deep shade of red. "You are twenty-one. You should find a bride. The people of our nation will not feel secure without someone strong in line for the throne…besides, I said that you should get a bride, and you should listen to your mother." Esme smiled.

"I will choose a bride when I find one maiden who isn't corrupt, who is strong, beautiful, generous, but smart. If you can find me someone I will truly love, then I will take a bride." I stated.

"Promise?" Esme asked hopefully.

"Promise." I agreed.

"Oh goody!" Esme laughed lightly and ran out of the hall way yelling my sister's name as she went.

Oh know…Alice and Esme looking for someone? I'm in trouble… I thought to myself. Surprisingly, I made it through an entire week without the women in my family jumping me every five seconds, but I had a feeling they were plotting something…

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(BPOV)

"Father! You can't just choose the man I am to marry, I won't allow it! I won't go through with it." I stated in a firm voice. There was no way in the world that I would marry some strange man who didn't care about me.

"Isabella…" Charlie whispered.

"My name is Bella! Get it right! I am not going to marry some man who is just going to leave me behind! I want to marry someone I wish to marry!"

"You are like your mother." Charlie sighed. "You will do as you are told."

"Did you hear about the woman who was forced to marry Caius? He married her, took the wealth from her family and then slaughtered her later. I will not have that happen to me."

"Bella, you would kill anyone who tried to hurt you, you are too strong to let someone else harm you."

"Father… I refuse. Any person you could possibly choose wouldn't be right for me. I shall leave if you try to force me into anything." I promised.

"What if I offered an alternative?" Charlie stated, before I could walk away.

"What might that be?" I asked, interested.

"You can choose any warrior in our country to fight all of the suitors who call on you, the one suitor who can best your warrior will gain your hand."

"It sounds…fair."

"I will ensure that all who come will wear something to hide their faces, so your warrior will fight each with equal merit." My father held out his hand. "Do we have a deal?"

"Yes…" I agreed, shaking his hand.

"Who are you going to choose?"

"You know who I have chosen… You knew all along who I would chose. I have no alternative choice."

"You choose wisely…"

"When will these contests start?"

"I shall send for all young princes to come here, I will announce it at a masquerade ball in two weeks." Charlie smiled at me.

"Of course." I bowed and started to turn away.

"Bella, do not back out on your promise… It will be treason if you do… I do not wish to see such a crime land upon you."

"I would never lie, a promise is a promise." I stated, walking out of the throne room.

A/N: Tell me what you think and I will send you cookies... maybe. :P