EPOV
"Why must I be here again?" I asked for at least the third time. I know I am being very annoying, but I can't help it. I did not want to meet Princess Tanya. In fact if it were not for my father, I would not even be here right now.
"You're here to meet to meet Princess Tanya, the one your father wants to betroth you to," my friend and loyal advisor Jasper said to me. I shook my head and glared at him.
"But why her. From all the stories I hear about her, she's just a royal slut. Why can't Father see that. If I marry her, she'll end up getting pregnant with a baby that I highly doubt will be mine." Jasper nodded slowly. He knew I was right, now if only King Carlisle would see it that way.
"Edward you'll have to bear it. I'm sure your father won't go through with it. You know he wants you to be happy. He'll probably end up letting you marry any maiden that you end up fancying." He grinned at me and I grinned back at him. We both knew I never wanted to get married; that I couldn't stand all the girls that through themselves at me just because I was a prince.
"That maiden will have to put some kind of love potion in all the food I eat and everything I touch before I even give her a second glance. I will never marry any of the maidens who go around shagging every man they lay they're eyes on." Jasper looked at me with a horrified face and pretended to be shocked.
"Such vulgar language for the Prince of England to be using! What would you're father say?"
"He'd say that you better shut your arse before I shut it for you," I answered laughing. Jasper was about to answer when a maid walked in. She was short with spiky black hair and move with such grace that I almost thought she was a dancer. She moved before me and curtsied.
"Your highness the Queen wished for me to tell you that Princess Tanya of France has arrived and requests an audience with you." I looked at Jasper to say something smart and saw him staring intently at the maid. Smiling I looked back at the maid to see that she was still curtsying. I grimaced. I never liked all the formal stuff.
"Please, please get up. Tell her majesty I will be there in a minute and - Where are you going?" I added when she started to turn and walk and away.
"Well," she started, " I thought you were finished and I knew you were going to tell me to t-tell the qu-queen that you needed some time to make yourself p-presentable for the Princess." I raised my eyes at her while Jasper tried to turn his laugh into a cough.
"You knew, did you? And tell me, how exactly did you know that?"
"Well, you see your majesty, I'm psychic and I-" the rest of her words were drowned out by Jasper's booming laughter.
"D-did y-you j-just say that y-you're psychic?" He stuttered out through in between his laughter. She looked at him with wide eyes that looked hurt that he had laughed at her.
"Yes I did and yes I am. I do not appreciate your laughter at me. You should be ashamed that you spoke to me in such a way." jasper bristled and I tried - but failed - to hide my laughter.
"Do you have any idea who you are talking to? I am-"
"Jasper Whitlock, son of the great Commanding Officer Dale Whitlock. You're a friend and advisor to Prince Edward, and you are in training to replace your father if or when he dies in the military. Did that sum it up, or am I missing something?" I was impressed at the extent of her knowledge, Jasper of course was not.
"Yes, you missed the fact that I can have you lose your situation and begging on the street if you ever speak to me in such a manner again."
"Oh but you can't and… you won't." She finished with a glossy look on her face. Jasper stiffened and glared at her once more.
"Please, give me the pleasure of knowing why I may not and can not make you lose your job?"
"First of all, Princess Isabella will have your head if you do anything to me. I am her personal maid and the only reason I am here is because she wishes I help the Queen with anything she wants until she arrives. And the reason you will not is because you love me," she finished matter-of-factly. I stared at her and I'm sure my face was an exact mirror of Jasper's shocked face.
"I do not love you! Nor will I ever love such a wench like you in all the days that I live!" She shook her head at him and smiled.
"Oh but you will. Good day Prince Edward," she said to me with a curtsy, and the walked out of the room. Jasper looked at and I stared back at him. I look towards the door again at the same time that Alice peeked her head back into the room.
"Prince Edward, the Princess is waiting for you in the Great Hall. You might not want to keep her waiting too long or the Queen shall be angry." She went out again with a last smile towards me and a smirk in Jasper's direction.
"Bloody hell that girl had a big mouth," Jasper said. A thought went through my head of something that the maid had said. I looked at Jasper with what I'm sure was a scared expression.
"Who is Princess Isabella and why in the bloody hell is she coming here?"
And there you have it, folks. The first chapter in what I hope will be many. I know it's very short, but I wanted to put this out there and see if anyone would like. So, review review REVIEW!!!! I want to know exactly what you guys think of my story. Next chapter will be in BPOV.