I know I know I shouldn't be starting another fanfiction But I couldn't help it. I don't own Twilight blah blah blah. Thanks to Smiles93 for being the bestest beta ever. Yeah I think that's all. Oh yes I have a poll up and I would much appreciate you voting.

"Bella…Bella!" A high pitch voice penetrated the trance I had been in. "Finally, I found you; I've been looking all over for you. How long have you been out here?" I tried to remember when exactly I had drifted over to my favorite place on the grounds. I couldn't quite remember, All I could remember was thinking of his smile, his eyes, and his voice. I couldn't believe I was in love.

"Alice, you'll never believe what has happened!"

"Oh! Please tell me it is what I think it is!"

"Yep, he's going to talk to father tonight and I just know he's going to say yes!"

"Oh my goodness your getting married!" The thought of me walking down the aisle, brought a goofy smile to my face. I couldn't even believe my luck. Most girls in my situation had to marry someone 20 or more years older then them. Most girl don't meet there potential husbands before the wedding, plus Jacob was amazing. He was smart, funny, and handsome. Although I had only met him a handful of times I was in love. Tonight he was going to ask father for my hand and I was sure he would say yes. Jacob had money and he was a duke. Tonight…Tonight… Oh that's right the ball that's why Alice was here.

"We'll talk about it later don't you have a job to be doing." I smiled at her, glad that she was sharing my excitement of the future wedding.

"That's right; I have to get ready for tonight." Unfortunately that's when we had to stop talking about my new found love life. For two reasons. One: no one knew about my relationship with Jacob and two, there would be other people helping me getting ready. It seemed to take forever to get ready for the ball. The gown was way too extravagant for my taste and I hated all the make-up that covered my face. Alice offered to go down with me, but I told her I wanted just a few minutes to myself. Finally I got enough courage to go down to where the ball was taking place.

"Announcing Princess Isabella" I blushed as hundreds of eyes landed on me. I waited until most of the guests had turned away before continuing. I look down the stairs. Shoot, I'm so clumsy I didn't think I could make it without tripping and falling on my face. Jacob usually helped me down the stairs. Jacob. Maybe he was talking to father right now. Completely forgetting about inability to walk down the stairs without causing myself injury I practically ran down the stairs. I did pretty well considering I got to the third last step. Unfortunately that's when my luck ran out; I braced my hands out in front of me waiting for the embarrassment and pain that was to come. It didn't happen though for I was caught by two strong arms. I'm sure my face turned redder then imaginable. I turned to thank the person who caught me. My thank you died in my throat when I saw this beautiful stranger. His bright green eyes were memzmorising. By the few red-brown strands that hung beneath the wig a top his head I could tell what a beautiful color it really was. Finally I was able to force a few syllables out of my throat, I could only hope it was something intelligent.

"H-Hi I'm um I'm Bella. I mean Isabella." A slight smirk appeared on his face, and sent a shock through my body.

"Oh, I know who you are."

"You- you do?"

"Oh course, Princess. Though I imagined our first meeting differently." I blushed redder as I realized I was still in his arms and getting peculiar looks from others.

"I'm so sorry." I pushed away from his comfortable but akward embrace and was immediately saddened.

"My dear, May I have this dance?"

"Um, sure." We didn't talk very much when we danced but every time he touched me I felt a shock go through my body and my heart speed up. The dance ended way too soon and when his lips turned down in a miniscule frown I realized I wasn't the only one saddened. "Sorry but I have other business to attend to. Maybe I'll be able to have the pleasure of dancing with you again." Just then I saw Jacob walking around. Oh my gosh, Jacob! I wondered how it went with my father.

"Bye." I had one last glace of this beautiful stranger before he left.

"Jacob…Jacob." Apparently he didn't hear me because he just kept walking. I tried my hardest to get close him. Finally I caught up with him.

"Jacob, what happened?" He turned his scorching gaze turned towards mine and I saw all that he was feeling in his eyes. Sadness, anger, betrayal. It killed me to think I did this to him.

"Please tell me what happened." My voice was no more than a desperate whimper.

"Ask your father." His tone was sharp and cold. Then he was gone, his powerful legs moving faster then I could ever dream of without falling. Tears stung my eyes as I reentered the ball. I tried to hold them back as much as I could when I approached my father.

"May I please have a word with you?" Once again my voice was a pathetic tone.

"Why of course." Came his jolly reply. The dance stared and I tried not to fall on my face. Hm I wonder why I didn't think of falling when I was with the stranger.

"Now dear what is it that you wanted to talk to me about?" I took a deep breath and tried to be as brave as possible.

"Jacob came to talk to you correct." His eyes hardened at the mention of Jacob.

"Yes that is true."

"And what did he ask."

"For your hand." This would not be easy with all of his short answers.

"And…"

"And...?"

"And you said…" I couldn't stop the flinch that came because I knew exactly the answer was but I prayed with all my might that by some miracle he wouldn't dash my hopes of a happy life.

"And I said no." A quite sob escaped my lips and I couldn't hold back some of the tears that were previously confined.

"Why?"

"I don't have to explain myself to you. I am your father and your king! You will not talk to me like that do you understand me?" More of the tears found there way to my face and more and more people started to stare at me. "We will talk about this tonight in my chambers."

"May I please leave till then?"

"No you will stay here and act content. Do you understand me."

"Yes." I answered stiffly.

The rest of the night was hell. I tried as much as possible. No good enough apparently because the stranger. He seemed shocked.

"Princesses Isabella, what's wrong."

"Please just call me Bella." I sniffled.

"Alright Bella, What's wrong then?"

"My life is ruined."

"I'm sure that's not true. What happened?"

"Because for some silly reason I don't get to marry the man I love."

"L-love. Who is it that you love."

"His name is Jacob Black, and, and-"

"Sorry Bella," he interrupted "Unfortunately I have leave good bye." My heart broke as I realized that I would probably never get to see the stranger again. Soon after he left a servant came up and bowed to me.

"Princess your presence is requested in your father chambers now." Hope suddenly flooded through me. Maybe, just Maybe, I might be able to convince father that he is wrong. I practical burst in without knocking. The ominous "Come in." seemed to put a small damper on my mood.

"Isabella, before we start this you must not get your hopes up and think I'll change my mind." It was hard not to give up all hope right there.

"Please tell me! Why isn't Jacob good enough? He has money, a title, we have no problems with his family-" I was going to keep going before I was interrupted by fathers loud sigh.

"Bella, it's not that he isn't a good canadate."

"Than what is it?"

"There was a better candidate." WHAT!? That sure shut me up quickly. I sure wasn't expecting that. Who? All the acceptable bachelors were all way to young or unbelievably old.

"King Edward." WHAT?! That couldn't be possible the one thing I knew of King Edward was that he came from the country we had been fighting against since I was four.

"He asked Bella. Think of all the benefits that would come from you marrying him. It would finally end the war Bella untold amounts of people would be saved by the war ending." My heart dropped down to my stomach. I sure as hell didn't want to marry this Edward! He was probably in his fifties and I would never love him like I loved Jacob. But I had heard the worst stories of the war. The amount of people that had already died was staggering and no side was gaining an upper hand. We were perfectly matched. I fought with myself, the question was what was more important the happiness of myself or the happiness of two countries. I knew what most people would say, just like I would have said if someone asked me. But it was different when you were faced with the problem in real life. When it was your choice.

"You'll be leaving in two weeks. The wedding will be in six months." Why was I fighting with myself again? It's not like I had a choice anyway.

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