EPOV:

I leaned in and brushed my lips against her. She shuffled closer to me.

"Edward, sir!"

I growled and glared at my stupid servant. "I'm busy," I hissed.

The old man blushed. "I see that but it's your father. He is quite furious."

I rolled my eyes and turned back to the pretty blonde. She was amazingly soft on the eyes. "Don't forget me, lovely butterfly." I murmured, seeming all romantic. She smiled at me all dreamy.

"Never, please don't forget me fair sir!" She sighed. I nodded and walked off with my man. Old Jerry here was a jumpy man.

"What was her name sir?" he asked. I chuckled.

"I don't know if that even came up," I laughed.

BPOV:

"Who's there?" I asked feeling jumpy. Father finally allowed me to accompany him on a journey and I was nervous about it. He led me to a foreign castle and he had forbidden me from inquiring where I was.

"Who are you?" I heard a quiet, lovely voice ask. It reminded me of very whipped chocolate. A beautiful young man walked in with an older man.

I curtsied out of the courtesy to both of them. The older man looked surprised and I quickly caught on to the rude edge in the young man's voice. The older man was obviously unaccustomed to manners.

"I'm Princess Bella Swan from the kingdom of Lambs." I introduced myself. The young man marched up the stairs to me.

"Why hello, Princess Beautiful," He whispered leaning in too close for comfort. My heart sped up and my head felt light. I took a step back and slightly shook my head.

"What's your name?" I asked.

"I'm Prince Edward Cullen, welcome to the kingdom of the Lions." He smirked. Everyone seemed to get a real laugh of our kingdom's title but it was a military device in itself. Our army was the fiercest and the name was a bobby trap to lead on people to believe we were a place of peace.

I walked around Prince Edward. "So that's where I am." I walked to the older man whom looked like he wanted to melt into the ground. "What is your name, dear sir?"

"I uh-"He began to talk but Edward cut him off.

"He's a servant. No need to know his name," He brushed off lint of his arm bored as he said it. I shot him a glare.

"Continue dear sir, pardon Prince Cullen's rudeness," I said quietly to calm the shaking man.

"I'm Jerry George but call me Jerry, Princess. It is an honor to meet you madam," he bowed. I curtsied.

"Same from me to you," I smiled. Edward was gaping at us but quickly closed his mouth when I turned my gaze back to him.

"It is rather rude to mistreat a man who spends his time taking care of you," I scolded. He pursed his lips.

"They pay him to do it."

"Oh please, you think a person won't soften up to another after some time?" I replied simply. Edward had no response.

"So what are you doing here?" He asked instead. He sat on the banister of the stair. I had been greatly tempted to slide down it the whole time I had been here.

"I don't know. They simply left me here while my father went in to talk to your father I presume" I sighed. I traced the banister feeling bored. I wanted to return to my horse, Annabelle. She must be as restless as I was to be back on the move. I let out a big gust of air.

"You must be dying of boredom," He smiled widely. I nodded. He jumped off his improvised seat and took a step forward.

I took a step back knowing his plan. All my suitors seemed to have the mistaken idea I enjoyed kissing them on sight. It made Edward seem ruder considering he wasn't even a suitor. He put a hand on my waist and I cleverly spun so I was free of his raptures.

"Nice attempt," I laughed at him as the main doors opened. I quickly composed myself.

"Edward I've been calling you for an hour!" The man yelled. I winced and supposed it must be his father, King Carlisle. My father came over to stand by my side. He had a look of shame and pity.

"What happened?" I asked. He bowed his head.

"Bella, I came to ask for their alliance to go against James' kingdom."

I nodded anxiously. "Did you get it?"

"Yes but on a condition," he murmured. I took in a shaky breath knowing it was doing with me.

"What did you do father?"

EPOV:

"Edward you were out with the village's girls again?" Carlisle asked. He seemed too antsy to come off as angry.

"Yes sir," I replied. I walked over to the table of fruit and picked off some grapes. "So what was that meeting about?"

He jumped at the question and I looked at him suspiciously.

"Well, King Charles of Lamb was…He needed our alliance for a troublesome kingdom that seems to be near claiming open war on him."Carlisle's voice grew stronger and more firm. He was gaining nerve, I realized.

"Oh, why would he need our help? They have a strong army," I asked.

"The enemy seems ready to gain their own alliances and Charles isn't one to take chances." He shrugged. "Edward I agreed on a condition."

"Which was?" I asked. He looked at me and I could see a spark of anger and boldness in his eyes. He was pouncing for an attack.

"Edward I'm growing old. I'm going to leave you the throne soon. Our kingdom is set on morals and tradition. I have put family first as an example to the people I rule over. I will not have my boy sleeping around anymore to set a tone of hypocrisy to my words."

He stood up. "Edward, I asked for the hand of his daughter to be given to you."

I joked on a grape. I coughed for around five minutes before I looked up at him. "Are you mad? She's the most stuck up girl I've met," I yelled. He smiled.

"She's not stuck up. She's a lovely well mannered girl. She was raised to help not to be helped. She is your complete opposite, making me feel easier at her handling you."

"WHAT?"I turned back to the door. I could hear that it had been Bella who cried out what. She had apparently just gotten the news too.

"This isn't actually going to happen." I pleaded. He patted me on the back as he walked out. I fell down on the throne. "When is the wedding?"I cried out.

"In 3 days," he called back.

I ran out the room. "I'm out of here."

BPOV:

Edward ran away as soon as he found the news. His father sent out men to the forest to find him and I couldn't help but envy him. He had the thoughtlessness to run off.

The servitude, King, and Queen seemed sure of finding him though. They had proceeded to start measuring me for shoes and dress. The wedding would be held in the groom's home as tradition demanded.

I was asked about food, jewelry and music but my heart wasn't in it. I wasn't as lucky as my older sisters Alice and Rosalie. They had the chance to marry and choose their husbands.

I was being used to favor a war to our side. It was selfish of me to not want to help my father. With more benefits to our side, fewer lives would need to be sacrificed to protect our kingdom.

The more I thought about it the more Edward seemed selfish. I was pacing in my chamber when I finally grew sick of his immaturity. I dressed in my trousers and shirt.

Everyone gasped at the sight of me as I made my way to Annabelle.

"Bella what are you doing?" My father cried out as I saddled Annabelle up.

"Father you know I can find a needle in a haystack quicker than all of them. I'm going to go get Edward before he jeopardizes the alliance." I mounted Annabelle as she whinnied excitedly. Father nodded knowing I was right.

"Be careful and return by dawn tomorrow." He allowed. I nodded.

Annabelle whinnied questioningly. I laughed as she took off quickly into the forest. "That's right girl! We're on a quest!"

EPOV:

"Stupid Carlisle," I grumbled as I settled into the branches of the tree. Another soldier came close and it surprised me they were beginning to send such tiny men.

He paused and got off his horse. I gave a gasp when he took his helmet. Rich chocolate locks spilled out and down his backs. The closer I looked; I could see the faint trace of breasts that were hidden under the heavy clothing.

The girl kneeled and saw my footstep leading to the tree.

"Well that was easy." She sighed. It was Bella I thought. She suddenly looked up, directly at me. "Get off the tree Prince."

"You're strange!" I called out as I jumped off the branch onto the floor. She laughed as I came up to her.

"Thank you," She smiled. She seemed a lot more open and even more beautiful out here. Even with her sweat and man clothing she glowed. She patted her horse adoringly and led her to a close stream. I had situated myself where it would be easy to drink water.

"What makes you think I'll go back with you?" I asked.

She made sure the horse drank water before turning back to me. She pulled out a sword and walked over to me. "You're compromising my people by running away. I don't want your father retrieving his alliance because you want to be a runaway." She simply stated.

"I'm going to knock you out and tie you to my horse. I will drag you back." She threatened. "Or you can simply get on the horse and come by your own consent," She added with a teasing light.

I laughed. "Ha, I doubt you can use that sword."

She smiled and began to maneuver the sword expertly. She cut off the branch off and tree and twirled around back to me. She pointed it at my neck. Instead of fear, I experienced sense of sensuality to such a strong feisty woman.

I gently lifted the sword and put it away from me. She pulled it back into its place.

"What is it going to be, Prince?" She asked. I mauled it over in my head. I shrugged and decided to consent.

Even if she couldn't tie me down, all she had to do was come back with cavalry and they sure could do it.

"Fine," I pouted as she mounted her horse. Her horse was a deep unstoppable black with no other dash of color on it.

"Well go on and mount," She ordered patting the spot behind her. I grumbled as I fitted myself against. I immediately grew aware of the danger in the position. Every move of the horse rubbed me against her, and after her sword show, I was vulnerable.

She looked off into the darkness and we could both see the bleeding red tips of the rising sun. "We have to hurry" She said into her horse's ear.

"Are you talking to your whoa!" I screamed as the horse shot forward through the forest.

"Yes I talk to Annabelle," she called back. "Hold on!" She said as the horse sped faster. The horse galloping did me no good, but it felt good.

I was climaxing as we went forward and could see the end of the forest and the beginning of the village. She went through the edges of the forest and I was praying I didn't cum into my pants.

We reached the kingdom and everyone gaped at us. A girl found me in a night when a whole cavalry couldn't find me in three days.

She went to the kings. Carlisle and Charles looked like their faces wanted to break at how big their smile was.

Charles looked filthy proud of his daughter. Carlisle looked smug and when he met my eyes.

"She's perfect for him," Carlisle chided as she got off the horse.

"I'm going to take Annabelle to take to the stalls," Bella said looking at me pointedly to get off. Annabelle however began to walk forward before I could make an excuse for me to not get off. I was obviously aroused and I was not going to flash that to my father or….*cringe*father in law.

Annabelle seemed to understand as she covered my crotch from Bella when I got off. Bella looked at us peculiarly.

"Alright, you two are hiding something and I'm too exhausted to care." She murmured.

"I'll dismount Annabelle while you take off to sleep." I promised. She turned to Annabelle and the horse nudged her.

Bella laughed. "Okay, I'll leave you two alone." She walked off. Both I and Annabelle stood till we heard no more steps anywhere near us.

I let out a sigh of relief. "I owe you five hundred sugar cubes," I chuckled. She whinnied in an almost laughing way. I rubbed her gently as she lay down.

I unsaddled her quickly so she could get to resting. After feeding her hay and sugar cubes, I gave her some water. She automatically closed her eyes when she finished lapping the water.

"Poor thing," I thought. My arousal had faded and I made my way to the castle. I was going to go drop dead in a bed for the first time in days but I was hoisted into a room and fitted for a groom's clothes.

BPOV:

I threw off all my clothes and fell asleep naked in my bed. After soothing sleep I awoke at night. I realized my mistake to have thrown off my sleep schedule. I let out a frustrated growl to have complicated things to myself.

I forced myself to lie in bed for the 3 hours till sleep did return.

"Madam" I heard a call from outside my chamber doors. I rolled and moaned at how sore my body was. I had been immobile for far too long. I sighed at the cracking signs of dawn outside.

"I'm going," I replied standing up. I looked around for a gown to wear.

"I don't have time for this!" I heard Edward's voice cry out as he burst into my room. He didn't see me freeze as he locked the door before looking at me.

"Bella I-"He froze as he stared at me. His mouth fell open with a pop. I blushed.

"Don't look!" I cried out as I threw myself down to cover myself. He finally turned.

"I am so- I'm sorry, I had no idea." He stammered continually as I pulled on my gown. I grabbed a comb and lazily raked my hair back out of my eyes.

"Okay now you can turn," I allowed. He looked back but kept his eyes on the floor. "At least only you saw," I sighed.

"I can't believe…."

"Prince Stop"

"I just…."

"Prince don't say it"

"Saw you…"

"Prince I will kill you if you finish the sentence-"

"NAKED!" He burst out laughing as I lamely blushed furiously. "I just saw Princess Bella of Lamb naked before our wedding. It is a lovely cherry on top," he chuckled.

I grew so angry tears began to fill my eyes. Not only was I angry but I was so ashamed. I recognized my body's imperfections and having been so exposed in front of his flawless self.

"Wait, are you-"Edward stopped short. "I'm sorry, don't…don't cry. I was teasing to make the mood…less uncomfortable. Quite frankly, I'm still stunned. You have a beautiful body, I mean- That was completely uncalled for to be said. Excuse me, I meant to say it was an accident to see you…it's not like I wanted to see you naked.
I mean I did but it was wrong for me to do so. Not that by wanting to see you naked you arouse me. Well you do but-"

He turned red as I reached over and put my hand over his mouth. I couldn't help but smile at him. "Thank you for the compliments, but you need to relax," I laughed. I had almost forgotten about the situation.

"What were here to complain about?" I sighed as I made my bed. He however threw himself on it.

"I have just been measured into a groom's clothing. I refuse to marry so young." He grunted. I glared at him and tried to push him off.

"You…are….twenty…eight years….old!" I yelled as I finally pushed him overboard. He yelped as he hit the cold floor.

"I'm young" he resented. I returned to making my bed.

"I'm seventeen; if anyone must be young it is me." I sighed tucking a strand of hair behind me. I finally finished the bed and turned to him. He had fallen quiet.

"You're seventeen?" He asked.

I nodded, slowly. "Yes Prince."

"Stop calling me Prince. I told you my name was Edward. You act so mature for your age, why?" he asked as he threw himself back on my bed. I decided to join him.

We were lying side by side as I told him my childhood story.

"When I was born my mother had many complications. The birth process was long and wearisome. My mother was dying slowly for the next 3 days after she had me. She never let me from her sight and had me in her arms the whole time.
After her burial my father returned from his war against an old enemy. That battle had been the one to dub us the best. It was success amidst tragedy. I spent much time raised by my father's mother. She despised me and made me work with the cooks.
My father sent her away for cruelty and raised me. Being raised by my father made me an excellent horse rider, archer, swords handler, and scouter," She smiled brightly. "I miss my mother, but I have my father and I could ask for no more. And God allowed me three days with her, a true blessing."

He was silent at my story. "You're very…strong to have been through that and be smiling." He choked.

I shrugged. "I did what I had to. Grudges and sadness are simply burdens."

He turned his head to look at me. I looked at him too. His eyes were dazzling up close. I watched as they turned a grass green to a dark emerald. It was insanely attractive. He scooted closer and I did as well.

"Princess Bella Swan…" He murmured. He tilted his lips forward and I was trapped under his dark eyes' spell. He was too beautiful. My heart was so elated and beating so fast I feared it would jump out of my chest and run laps around the grounds.

He tentatively pressed his lips against mine and the strangest feeling bursted. My head began to spin and I no longer felt my body.

I was suddenly floating and on fire. I gasped for air as he moved his lips against mine. He tangled his hands in my hair and roughly wrapped his hand around my waist. He pressed me against him.

I bit down on his lip and savored his gasp. I took it into my mouth and sucked. All this expertise seemed to have flowed from him to me…

I gripped at his hair and roughly ran my hands through it. He moaned and pressed harder against me. I was seeing stars…

Our tongues tangled and battled for dominance. He let me win and I savored his mouth effortlessly.

He separated and we both gasped for air.

"That was…" I trailed off for words.

"Amazing, incredible, let's do it again" he gasped as he kissed me again. I laughed and we did do it again.

EPOV:

I left Bella's room with messy hair and a changed mind. She was so amazing with her lips and with her words. I leaned against the wall and slid down. The servants stared at my flushed, excited face as they passed.

I licked my lips loving her taste. I sighed happily. I was dying to make her my wife already. I let out a wild laugh. I was so ready to keep on falling for the radical girl.

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