My name is Isabella Swan, Principessa di Napoli. In essence, I'm Royalty. My Dad's an American commoner, I don't care, and he was the best, even though he wasn't royalty, he would move heaven and earth for me and I loved him. My mother Renee gave in to societal pressure and divorced my father after few years. She did marry Marcus, my step father, he did not love her, and she did not love him at least in that way, they care for each other, looked after one another. Their relationship was based on the fact, they both lost the one they loved most in all of this, in Marcus' situation Didi died. Marcus did love me though, and my step-brother Emmett, was the future king. I loved Emmett just as he loved me. Emmett never failed to show how much he loved me; he has never caused a sad single tear from my eyes. Though jovial, Emmett takes the matter of the court seriously, to me he was Emmie to the world he was Prince Emmett of Savoy, Prince of Naples.
I was a bright student, homeschooled, graduated cum Laude from University of Cambridge. I had begged Marcus to let me do this on my own. He did, on the condition that only jasper would accompany me, as my roommate. I agreed because Jasper was my best friend. Once a stable boy, now a noble guard, he protected me one day from muggers and returned me home. With my last name as Swan people could hardly link me to the thrones of Italy, not on first glance anyway. I was delighted, and gave into Marcus's condition and Emmett went to Università di Bologna.
I was happy with my decision to go to England, never regretted the experience I had, well except one. I fell in Love with Prince Edward of Wales, duke of Cambridge. Though our relationship had been short, it was intense. I gave him my heart, I thought I had his, turned out I didn't. His kingdom did or at least that was what he said. What I thought, His Highness Prince Edward I of York had poisoned his mind against me. Edward's uncle His Majesty Carlisle, king of United Kingdom, had no children; technically Edward was next in line to claim the throne. His father wasn't the only one who hated me, his sister Rosalie did too. Our relationship had been in secret with the few sighting here and there, but in the end, he chose his kingdom. And after my studies, I went back to mine.
Though nobody ever knew what happened except Jasper and I suspect my mother, Emmett knew something was wrong but we never talked about it. I think that hurt him, but I assured him it was no big deal, he calmed down a bit. Everything went back to normal, well relatively. I did follow Edward's success though.