Ummmmmm hey guys. This is awkward. Because this isn't one of my usual stories. Sorry for this. But here's the thing, by the time you read this, I will have written several chapters for this story. I'm not going to post them without reviews, so if you want it to continue, you MUST review.

Let me repeat myself. I have CHAPTERS ALREADY FINISHED. So me updating relies SOLEY on your REVIEWS.

Okay, I'm done now. Welcome to this story! ***Presses button to cue cheers**

By the way, this is an Emmett X Bella story. If you've ever played the video game Fire Emblem: Path of Radiance, the story may make a bit more sense since I'm loosely basing it off that. But still no worries. You'll get it ;)

Oh. Since I'm basing it off a video game (I Know I'm cool) Look it up on youtube. It's great. I'll be posting pictures on my profile about what the outfits generally look like. (They will be the people from the video game) But just imagine everyone normally in those outfits.

OKAY. So in the game, not that it really matters, here's how weapons works. Swords have an advantage over Axes. Axes over Lances. And Lances over swords. Simple Right?

Okay. Magic (Yes there's magic.) Anima (Fire, Thunder, Wind) over Light. Light over Dark. And Dark over Anima.

Still with me?

And there are Laguz (People who change into animals pretty much) There are cats (Small lions or huge tigers) Dragons, Hawks, and Wolves. They have physical traits of animals. Like tails, whiskers and marking on skin.

AGAIN. Look up on Youtube. It makes sooo much more sense.

There are also Wyverns (Dragon like things) and Pegasus (Winged horses) knights too.

That's mostly what you need to know

This is taking place in a time of knights and princess so I hope you enjoy.

Here is the list of main characters and their connection to each other.

Kingdom of Fork:

Charlie Swan ~ Deceased King of Fork. Left Kingdom to brother, Sir Adam.

Renee Swan ~ Previous Queen of Fork. Died 14 years ago.

King Adam Swan ~ Brother of Charlie. Powerful general and leader who took over Kingdom.

Isabella Swan (16)~ Daughter of King Charlie. No one but the Royals of the other Kingdoms knew of her existence. Lived as secret due to the death of the King when she was first born. Renee Avoided national issue by allowing Adam to take over. Cooked, clean, etc and never announced her royal title. Kind. Loyal. Stubborn. Greatful

Kingdom of Volturi:

Aro Dracon ~ King of Volturi. Planning a war. Hates Fork.

Princess Lauren Dracon(16) ~ Aro's spoiled daughter.

Marcus Dracon ~ Triplet of Aro and Caius. Finest blood crazed general in the land.

Caius Dracon ~ Solemn but brutal brother.

Kingdom of Port Angel (Haha, see what I did there) (Laguz/Sub-Human Country)

King Ephraim ~ Huge Tiger. Kind and good soul even though people fear and treat them like shit.

Greil's Mercenaries:

Greil ~ Ex general of Fork military. Strong Axe wielder. Good soul.

Emmett (18)~ Son of Greil. New but strong sword wielder despite everyone wanting him to wield Axe like father. Virtuous heart. Kind. Handsome. The list goes on.

Mist (Actual youngest sister's name in game) (10)– Smart for her age, helpful, kind, but longing to be great like her oldest brother in father. Wishes to either heal or become her Mage when she is older.

Jasper (19)~ Mage (Magic user. Anima) Solemn and incisive of other's feelings. Wishes to be good but tends to be negative and pessimistic. Is kind but mean. Scholar. Has a secret.

Garrett (21) ~ used to fight for Fork, but when mother passed, came home to take care of younger brothers. Horse Back Cavalier. (Lance)

Edward (18) ~ Brother of Garrett. Axe wielder. Smart, hot headed, and very incisive. Longs to be a 'Hero'. Stubborn. Crude.

Ben (10) ~ Youngest of the three brothers. Archer (Bow and Arrow) in training. Scared of everything, but doesn't wan to be.

Tyler (20) ~ Wielder of Staff. Healer. frequently sick.

Heidi (27) ~ Beautiful Paladin (Powerful and knighted horse back rider. Lance and Axe.) Guides Emmett on his way.

Jeffery (19) ~ Expert Sniper. Powerful with Bow. Sarcastic, bitter, and very standoffish. Training Ben to be a good Archer.

Okay? I know it's confusing, and some of these characters won't even matter for a little while yet. But now you have some idea of what's going on.

I know, I know. I don't have Rosalie or Alice in. I know where they are both are going to fit into this but it's kinda a surprise. Either way.

I HOPE YOU ENJOY.

"When the world knows of you, who you are blood to and what type of heart you have, I believe you will make a great Princess."

Isabella POV

"Isabella!" I heard the faint call of my name in the distance. Once again, I had found myself lost in a trance while looking at the flowers. It was a beautiful garden that was kept inside the castle walls in the courtyard. Brilliant roses and lilies grew year round and I always found myself lost in the colors and fragrance.

"Yes?" I called turning to the arch way that led to the courtyard. The familiar tanned skin lad came sprinting into the courtyard, his armor bouncing as he did.

He was panting when he came to a halt in front of me. Then, before I could say anything, he dropped to one knee and looked up at me.

"My lady, you mustn't keep running off like this. If his Highness was to find out that I lost sight of you again, even for a moment, I would surely be beheaded." A few droplets of sweat trickled down his face. It was a rather hot day to be wearing all that armor. I was wearing my favorite blue gown that fell nicely on my body, without the need of such annoying corsets.

"Sir Seth, rise. You know you need not to address me so formally." I scolded with a smile. He shared one back and stood slowly before standing with his arms behind his back. "I'm sorry I wasn't in the common room when you came to get me. I felt as though I could smell the roses from my bedspread." I said with a smile. His dark eyes glistened as he chuckled.

With a bow of his head he sighed. "My lady, you do not ever need to apologize to one of your soldiers. It is you we follow. We just care for your safety." I rolled my eyes and pushed past him to sit on the rock bed edge. He watched me like a hawk as I did so.

"You are not my soldiers, Sir Seth. You are my Uncle's." I scoffed. His stance did not lighten although he did laugh loudly.

"That may be the case, My Lady. But it is your life we've been instructed to protect. His Highness made it very clear to us that if the time were to come, we were to save you before he should ever enter our mind." I had heard this a lot from Seth. Ever since he was knighted and assigned to be my guard.

It was only fitting.

Seth and I were the closest of friends growing up. I didn't have that many friends other than him and a few others.

"Oh Seth. Ever since you were knighted you've been so prudish. Always with your rules and boundaries." I teased causing him to laugh again.

"At least I act like a Knight, Princess. You are the one who keeps shunning away anything that associates with the life of Royalty." He joked causing me to smile.

It was true, I hated most of the aspects of being a royalty. Maybe I didn't enjoy them because to my country's eyes, I didn't even exist. I never went to balls or Kingdom meetings like I'm sure the other Princesses did. Instead I read and cleaned. For hours I would roam the castle, speaking to the servants and evading the hawk eyes of my soldiers.

I loved every moment.

"True as that may be, we are friends, Seth." I said, using his untitled name to prove my point. "Your friendship means more to me than your Knight rules." His smile turned sad.

"Alas, Isabella." He whispered my name, as though he assumed everyone would hear him. "I made an Oath to my Knighthood, and I must follow it." I sighed and leaned back on my hands, relishing in the sunlight that danced into the courtyard. After a long moment, Seth cleared his throat. "We will be preparing for dinner soon, My Lady. Shall I escort you back to your chambers to change?" He asked politely. I knew obviously another Knight was around. He was only so proper whenever anyone else was around.

I missed when it was just us.

"I guess so, Sir Seth." He extending his arm and I took it to stand. Then we walked from my blissful courtyard down the huge stone halls. I kept my hands behind me, just as Seth did, so maybe he wouldn't feel so pressured. But Seth seemed to truly love being a Knight. He liked being ordered to do things. He liked to follow me around day in and day out.

"I shall be waiting here to escort you to dinner, My Lady." He said, standing erect against the far wall across from the giant doors that lead to my room.

"Yes, yes." I walked in, instantly greeted by my Handmaid Elizabeth. "I must be dressed for dinner." I told her. She nodded and instantly turned to my armoire and paused for a moment before pulling out a glorious teal gown. It was truly stunning. Elizabeth helped me undress and tied up the back of the dress tightly to give me that shape I did love having.

I stood in front of the old mirror and assessed myself. The sleeves went to my wrists and the gown hovered just barely off the floor. The dress pulled my stomach in to give me the shape of an hourglass timer and part of my neck lay exposed where I could cover it with my mother's necklace perfectly.

"Elizabeth, do you ever think of leaving Fork?" I asked as she started to braid my hair to one side, keeping large curls out beside it.

"No, my lady." She said—almost monotone. "I have no where to go but here. This is my home." She said with a faint smile.

"May I tell you something in secrecy?" I asked and she dropped the comb from her fingers to where it clanged lightly on the floor. Scrambling to adjust herself, she quickly bent down and began to comb my hair again.

"You wish to tell a servant of a wish, my lady?" She questioned with a shaky voice. I nodded and stared at her reflection in the mirror. She was a pretty girl. Skinny, long hair, and big eyes.

"I wish to travel without the Guard one day." Her eyes widened and she paused mid comb. "It's not that I don't appreciate everything I have here. I love the guards and my Uncle and my servants. I just…long to see the world." She shook her head to snap her from her glazed look and finished my hair, adding small butterfly clips throughout it.

"I think that…is a lovely wish, my lady." She said breathless.

"I wish to change someone's lives for the better. I want to help my Country. But they don't even know I am alive." I said more to myself as I looked at my reflection. My long brown hair and large doe eyes constantly reminded me of my Mother and Father. I looked just like them. Well not as pretty as my mother, but definitely a seed of her.

"My lady?" Elizabeth asked. I turned to face her. She didn't look like a servant. She wore nice clothes. My Uncle was definitely a man of the people, even the servants. I tilted my head at her. "When the world knows of you, who you are blood to and what type of heart you have, I believe you will make a great Princess." She said honestly.

I felt tears prickling my eyes as I stared at my reflection once more.

Would I ever be a great Princess?

"Thank you, Elizabeth. Your words are too kind." I said quietly. When I turned her she had already gathered my previous gown and bowed to me.

"I was instructed to never lie around here, my lady." She added just before excusing herself and leaving me in my sleep room.

Above the mirror, sat a portrait of my parents. My father's bushy moustache and crinkled smile looked down to me with those glistening gray eyes. His armor was shining and on his shoulder was a medal where a cape flowed to his right side. Beside him, stood my beautiful mother. Her brown hair was pulled up slightly in the front, with the rest of it falling perfectly. Her deep chocolate eyes and warm welcoming smile focused on me.

I stared at the mirror once more.

I would never be as pretty as my mother or as noble as my father. I was a coward.

"I'm sorry, Mother. I'm sorry, Father." I whispered before wiping my eyes and leaving my sleep room to go to my small common room. From there I opened my wide doors to find Seth standing exactly where I left him earlier.

His eyes widened like they frequently did and he swallowed hard once.

"You look…beautiful, Princess." He said with little breath. I couldn't help but to smile at him from the compliment.

"Oh hush. Don't think I can't stick your face in the mud like I used to." I teased as we walked down the stone halls. He chuckled.

"I think I could take you nowadays, my lady. I learned quite a lot from my training." I raised my eyebrow at him and he gave me a grin before looking straight again.

Always on the alert, that boy.

We made mindless conversation as we walked to the dining hall and were met by two soldiers, helmets down and lances straight up, in front of it.

"Good evening, my lady." They said in synch.

"Good evening, soldiers. You may be at ease." As I said this, they lifted their helmet face coverings and nodded politely at me, both reaching for either door handle and pulling at the same time.

As the large doors opened I was met with the warm glow of candles and the sweet aroma of breads and meats. I walked in where everyone seated at the table stood at my arrival. I nodded with a smile and touched Seth's shoulder—a sign that he was now at ease. I walked to the far side of the long table that sat about twenty five and sat on the chair closest to the head where my Uncle Adam sat.

"Ah, Isabella. You look lovely." He said with a kind smile. I thanked him and sat down in front of my plate. My Uncle always had people dine with us. They could be Knights one evening, the royal guard another, or even the servants one in a while.

Tonight was a day for Knights.

Once the chefs brought out the meals and everyone sat, my Uncle lifted his glass. In that moment, he looked exactly like my father from the portrait. His armor was an off white and his shirt underneath it was a long red sleeves. His trousers were the same scarlet red that Fork always bore and he had a medal on his right shoulder with a cape dangling from it.

"Let us drink to peace and security. Without you men and the countless others who serve this great nation, we would be useless." There was a chuckle throughout the room. "Whether it be now during our tense times with Volturi or in the future with any man who stands to destroy the peace we have created, you are the true heroes. Let us also drink to my Niece, Isabella. May her ability to love and her never ending kindness be a constant reminder of the people you fight for each day." A warm blush trickled over my face and there were many murmurs of appreciation. "To Fork!" He boomed. Everyone lifted their glass to toast with those in reach.

"Here, Here!" They chanted, me following a beat behind, like always. The clink of forks and knives scraping against the plates as they dug for their food echoed in the room until light conversation and laughter took place as well. Sitting across from me and three seats over sat Seth, attacking his food like he hadn't eaten in years. I caught his eye and he smiled at me. I lifted my glass and he did the same as we both nodded at each other.

"Ah, Isabella." I turned to my Uncle. "Some royals from other Kingdoms are to be making their way here sometime during midday tomorrow. Would you care to meet them?" At this I choked on steak piece I was eating and began to cough violently. In an instant, I felt a hand on my back, hitting me right between the shoulder blades until it settled. A glass of water was handed to me and I took it with a smile. I grinned up at Seth, who had been the first one over here, like always.

"Thank you Seth." I said honestly. Some soldiers started to whisper about the 'careless princess who forgot a Knight's title' and I tried to ignore it.

"I don't know how she'd get through a day without you, Sir Seth." The king boomed causing him to chuckle awkwardly. He bowed and then went to sit back at his seat. Even though Seth had just been knighted for under a year, he was my personal guard. All the guards that were in charge of me, had to listen to him. It was a high honor for someone so young as seventeen. "So Isabella, what do you say?" He asked, a twinkle in his eye.

I had never once been asked to attend a meeting between Kingdom Royals before. Would they like me? Would they judge me for not knowing the proper way of a Princess? So many questions flooded my mind.

"Who will be attending?" I asked shakily. I couldn't contain my excitement. His wide crinkled smile faltered slightly.

"The Kingdom of Volturi. Aro will be coming." I grimaced and he laughed.

"There is no pressure, my dear sweet niece. There is another meeting with Port Angel in this coming month!" I smiled and nodded excitedly.

My Uncle seemed so cheery, that I almost wondered if he was feeling ill. Suddenly, I felt his hand on my chin. I locked eyes with the identical ones.

"You look just like your mother tonight." He whispered sadly. I let out one sad laugh and smiled at him. Even with all the laughter and conversation in the room, I could only hear him. "She would be so proud of who you became. Renee was never one to believe in spoiled girls who couldn't do anything for themselves." I laughed to fight the tears in my eyes down.

That was just like my mother.

"And when you speak, you have that voice of my brother. Well, a much for harmonic and gentler voice, but I can hear his determination in you." He joked causing me to smile. He seemed in such a good mood, that I had to ask.

"Are you feeling alright, Uncle?" I asked with laughter. He chuckled and tapped his hand against my cheek twice before pulling back.

"I think things are looking up for us, Isabella." His words felt so true and confident that I couldn't help the huge smile that spread over my face.

Throughout the night, the laughter and conversations had everyone in stitches. Eventually, people excused themselves to go take over shift. They were so diligent. Soon, it was just Seth, my Uncle, and I left in the huge dining hall.

The musicians, which I hadn't heard most of the night, suddenly became clear to me and I turned to see the violinist and woodwinds playing a soft and sweet song.

"Isabella? Let's dance." Jumping up, my Uncle caught me by surprise. Seth's loud laughter echoed in the hall and he turned to look at him.

"It's just that Isabella has the coordination of a blind man who had one too many glasses of wine, my lord." He said with humor in his voice. They both laughed at my glare and I felt myself dragged my hand away from the table.

"Uncle." I whined as I tried to pull away. He just laughed at me and wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me towards him. My small hand slipped into his large calloused one and he started to spin us.

"Sorry to interrupt, my lord." We both turned to see a soldier standing in the doorway. "There is a horrible rain storm beginning. Your orders?" With a cheery smile my Uncle looked at him.

"Open up the south wing. I want no one in this storm." My Uncle, the man of the people he was, frequently opened up the south wing up when the weather was bad or to those who were in need. The south wing was smart because no part of it led to the main castle and guards watched it the entire night.

"Uncle, I believe you've had too much to drink." I noted once I smelled his tainted breath. He laughed loudly and hugged me closer to him as we spun. "I haven't seen you in this mood for quite some time."

"I just have a good feeling about life, Isabella. Everything is going to change and I'm just happy to be alive." He said with a rosy red smile. We danced for some time as I let his words sink in. Obviously something really lifted him, I could only wonder what that was.

"Uncle? Was my father a good King?" I asked as we spun. His grip on my waist slightly tightened and our pace slowed from a common routine of spins and twirls to just spinning.

"Your father was a great King." He corrected. "He wanted to help his people more than anything in this world, that's why I try so hard to. I feel like I am living for him by letting his people be happy. He was stubborn and often didn't want to listen to someone who told him the truth, but he was a good man." I rested my head against his casual armor as he spoke, imaging for a moment that it was my father I was dancing with.

"I wish I knew him." I said honestly. He was quiet for a long moment.

"I wish he knew you." He corrected after a while. I pulled away to look up at him. His eyes were distant as though he were back in a time long ago. I pushed myself up onto the tips of my toes to kiss his cheek.

"Thank you for caring about me the way that you do." I said honestly.

"I promised your mother I would." We had a long moment of gazing into each other's eyes, searching for someone we know we'd never see again.

He let out a large yawn and I giggled, stepping away from him. "A King needs his sleep." He noted as he stretched. "Seth." He said quickly. I was so caught up in my Uncle I completely forgot that Seth was even in the room, being my silent body guard like always.

Seth was instantly in front of him down on one knee, head bowed. "I'm returning to my chambers tonight. Don't let my niece dance by herself." I think you could actually hear his jaw his the floor in the shock. "You got me boy?" He pressed when he received no answer.

"Uh, Yes sire." Seth spat out. I couldn't help but giggle.

"Good. May you rest peacefully tonight, Isabella." He said like always kissing my forehead. As he walked, a little unevenly I swallowed the lump that had been in my throat and called out to him.

"Uncle!" He turned to me in confusion. "I love you." His face broke out into a huge smile and he gave me a wink.

"I love you too, Isabella." And with that, Seth and I were left back in the dining hall.

"He is very influenced by the alcohol." I said with a tiny laugh. Seth stood and walked towards me. He was wearing his casual armor like everyone in the castle did. It was strong enough to protect themselves, but not battle armor.

"I haven't seen his Highness so happy." He noted. I smiled and with a rush of confidence, stuck out my hand. He stared at it for a second.

"I do believe his orders were to not let me dance by myself." I reminded him. He rolled his eyes but instantly grabbed my hand and pulled me towards him.

"Seth?" I asked after a long moment of the common routine and after a stumbling twirl. "I am worried."

"What troubles you, Isabella?" He asked softly.

"There's something inside of me…something that knows there is something very wrong." I said quietly. His arm snaked farther around my waist, although to protect me from nothing.

"Nothing will ever hurt you." He promised.

"I don't know if I am worried about being hurt. Something is going to happen." I said with a shrug.

"Well whatever happens, I'll be by you every step of the way." He assured me.

"You are such a brave Knight, Seth." I said honestly.

"Trust me, I'm only brave when it comes to you." He said bashfully. I smiled and stopped our dancing to hug him tightly. He hugged me to his thin armor and we stayed like that for a long time.

"Come with me." I said suddenly. I turned to the musicians, dismissing them for the evening before dragging Seth by the hand behind me.

We ran down the hall like we used to when we were kids until we came to my room doors.

"Come in for a moment. I want to give you something." His eyes widened and his body froze.

"Uh…my lady…" I raised my hand to stop him.

"It's nothing bad, Seth. Just something I've been meaning to give to you." He nodded weakly and I dragged him into my common room and let him stand by the door as I searched my jewelry boxes until I came across it.

"Seth. In case something should ever happen and we're separated, we promise to always find each other…right?" I asked turning to him suddenly.

"If we were separated, I'd go armorless into Sub-Human country if it meant finding you." His honesty pulled on my heart strings.

"Promise me that you'll wear this, at all times." I said as I awkwardly held out my hand with the pendent showing. It was a strong metal chain with a crest attached to it of our royal family. The crest was incased in a dark pendant.

"Isabella! You can't give this to me." He said pushing it away. I narrowed my eyes and moved it towards him.

"I'm not asking you show it to everyone you see! I just want you have this. To know that we'll always be with each other." I showed him my ring, which was the same dark pendent with crest inside of it. He stared at the matching set for a long moment.

"Isabella." He said while shaking his head. I slammed my foot and crossed my arms with a huff before a thought came to me.

"Sir Seth." Instantly, he stood straight, as though it were instinct. "Kneel before me." His eyes glared but he knelt down with his fists on his knees. Not sure of what exactly I had to say, I just went with the first thing I thought of. "I, Princess Isabella Marie Swan, hereby bestow on you the crest of the Royal Family. With this bestowment I expect your full loyalty and faith in me. With this crest, I allow you permission to present it to those who doubt your affiliation with this family. Wear with you no matter how far you travel into battle and remember who it is you fight for."

The words must have worked, because Seth recited something I wasn't expecting.

"I, Sir Seth, Knight of Fork, thank you for your bestowment. I swear my life to you, Princess and may this crest follow me deep into the heart of battle. This will be my light in every dark hour."

"Rise." I commanded and he did, keeping his head down. I let the chain slip around his head and tightened so it wouldn't go flying off, but remained concealed.

"Isabella…" He whispered as he slipped the chain under his armor. His dark eyes locked with mine. "What do you think is going to happen?" He whispered.

"I don't know." I choked out. "But if anything ever goes wrong, I need to know I'll always have you." He held my hands between his and pressed a gentle kiss to them. He spoke, his warm breath tickling my skin.

"Isabella. I'm always going to be there for you. We'll never be apart. This will keep us together." He said referencing the matching ring and necklace. I leaned up and pressed my lips against his smooth cheek.

"Thank you for always being my best friend."

"Thank you for never doubting me." He countered. I giggled and then gave him one more hug.

I walked him to the door and he left. I started to close the door when I whispered, "See you tomorrow, Sir Seth." I whispered.

"Until then, My Princess." I let the door click shut before walking slowly to my sleep room. I slipped out of my dress and into a night gown. I stared at the portrait of my parents.

"I'm worried for what tomorrow will bring." I admitted. "Oh Blessed Lord, protect us all"

I was almost surprised when I woke up at normal time the following morning. The sun had just begun to trickle into my room and I sat up in my bed, still feeling as though something was wrong with the day.

Elizabeth came into the room then with a bucket of water and smiled at me warmly. She was a nice girl.

"What dress would you like to be in today, my lady?" She asked sweetly as she pulled open the curtains wider to let more light in. I thought about it for a long time.

"The scarlet one, please." She stopped and looked at me.

"Are you meeting someone special, my lady?" She questioned. I gazed out the window into the forest of trees the castle looked out into.

She was right. The scarlet dress was for important matters only. It was easy to move in since it was a weather silk material. It had a dress cover hood that I could tie around myself, and the boots that laced up to my knees. I usually wore it for traveling or when meeting people.

But today…I needed to be prepared.

"I think I might go for a ride today. I know Uncle his having King Aro visit and I'd want to look presentable if we meet." I said lazily, as though I had thought this plan through hundreds of times.

She assisted me in cleaning then helped me into my dress. It had many layers and stayed off the ground to the point you could see the boot up to my high ankle. The dress was with a corset but not a tight formal one. The sleeves flared out but were never a bother. I tied the cape around me but let my hood stay down.

Elizabeth let my hair remain down and curled, pulling back several pieces and clipping them on the back of my head.

"What do you think, Elizabeth?" I asked as she gathered my clothes, like the day before she dropped everything in her hand and gaped at me.

"My…my lady…" She gasped so fast I thought she might keel over dead.

"Elizabeth." I commanded softly, causing her breathing to slow. "I don't want you to feel afraid to speak to me. Please, just treat me like any other." I nearly begged. She stood straight and swallowed hard.

"Of course, my Lady. Although, you never need to ask if you look presentable. I think you're beautiful. The country is lucky to have such a beautiful face representing them." She said with the most confident voice she ever managed in front of me.

"Thank you." I said sincerely. She smiled almost awkwardly before excusing herself and leaving me to my thoughts.

I gazed up at my parent's portrait.

"If something happens today, know that I always love you." I said aloud to them.

I was overreacting I was sure of it, but I had never felt a feeling this powerful before.

"Princess!" I heard a shout from my common room and gave myself one last look in the mirror before opening my doors and see Seth standing in the common room.

He was wearing his training armor and was sweating so I assumed he just came from a sparring session.

"Good morning, Sir Seth." I said with an uneasy smile. His mouth had parted slightly when I entered my room.

"My lady…" He stuttered causing me to giggle.

"Oh Seth. You've seen me in this old gown plenty a time." I reminded him. He regained his composure then smiled at me with a sheepish smile

"I know, my lady. It just means something different today." His unease was apparent.

What in Lord's name was going on?

"I wish to go for a walk today. Maybe I'm just going mad from being inside so much." I offered as I adjusted the cape strings around me. He nodded.

"I think that's a wonderful idea, my Lady." And so we exited my room and walked down the hall, greeting the servants and knights who passed by until we exited the west wing. My nose tingled from the suddenly rush of air that blew as we stepped out in the fresh air.

I took a deep breath and let the scent of flowers and wet grass. When I opened my eyes up to the blue sky that only had a few fine clouds.

"This was exactly what my frenzied mind needed, Seth." I said as I squinted up at the beautiful golden sun, blessing the land with brilliant greens and colors.

"I am glad, Isabella." He said softly. I looked over to him. How much had he grown in the past few weeks?

It seemed suddenly that the small boy who ran around with me hours in our younger days sprouted into a tan, tall, and strong young man. His eyes were squinting slightly as he gazed up at the same sky that I had just been.

I let my arm wrap through his, catching him off guard. His head shot to me suddenly and a small grin spread over his face.

Maybe we were going to be okay after all.

I glanced at my arm through his, seeing my black ring with the crest glimmering in the sunlight.

"I'm sorry if I frightened you, Seth." I said honestly as I let my other fingers brush against my ring. Seth turned and lightly gripped my forearms. I grabbed his as well.

"What did I say about apologizing to us, my Lady?" He challenged with a grin. I let myself lean my head against his breastplate. It took him a moment, but he wrapped his arms around my back and held me close to him.

"Something about not doing it." I mumbled against him. He chuckled and I pulled away before he would get in trouble for 'Hugging royalty' or some nonsense like that.

I smiled at him before looking back up to the sky, seeing something in the distance.

"Seth? What is that?" I questioned as the great wings of the form flew closer.

"That's a Pegasus Knight, my Lady." I nodded. I loved Pegasus's. They were always a stunning white with glorious sheen wings.

As it flew closer towards us, Seth brought his fingers up to his lips and let out a long whistle, causing the Pegasus to swerve down to us suddenly. Seth pulled me back slightly as it came flying down. As it came above ground, the winged horse began to run on air. Dust and dirt rose up as the horses' hooves echoed on the ground. The Knight guided the horse to turn and it galloped to a stop in front of us.

The Knight lifted it's face mask and revealed a hard but kind face of a woman beneath it.

I always forgot that women ruled the life of Pegasus Knights.

I was so busy in my thoughts that I barely noticed the Woman's terrified face.

"Sir Seth, there…the mountains…over the…" Her words were sudden as she fought to find breath. She continued to try before Seth snapped, a side I rarely saw of him.

"Soldier!" Instantly both she and the horse settled and she sat up right. "Speak your tale, now." He demanded.

With a shaky breath, the words flowed from her mouth like a downpour of rain. "Sir, there are Volturi soldiers. Hundreds, if not thousands of them, marching towards the mountain."

There was a beat.

"Are you sure?" He said, his voice was so dark and serious I barely recognized it.

"Yes, Sir. Not only did they bare the flag, their armors were black as night and the harsh cry of wyverns sent most of our Pegasus in a frenzy. General Marcus leads them." It seemed as though suddenly I was choking for air.

The soldier looked at me in confusion for a brief moment before looking back to Seth.

Only the higher knights were aware of who I was, in order to know they were trusted.

"I understand. Gather your company and keep them at bay for as long as you can manage. Tell your general to gather everyone and prepare for battle. I also want you to inform General Largo to prepare for 'Battle Plan Twilight'." As he spoke everything began to spin and my legs felt weak.

"Yes, Sir."

"Go. Now." He shouted and the horse galloped and the wings extended so it gracefully flew from the ground.

Everything was sort of a blur as Seth grabbed my arm and started to run with me back inside of castle walls. He stopped right in front of my room and shook me so I listened.

"Isabella, focus!" He shouted at me. My pulse began to echo loudly in my ears as the gravity of the situation seeped into my bones.

"Yes." I choked out. There were people running and shouting down the halls but I focused on Seth's lips and Seth's words.

"Go in your room and pack everything you can. You'll only be able a satchel, maybe two. Take anything that ties you to the royal family. Don't just have it in your satchel. Put some on you, hide them in your boots, or in your garments. You only have a few minutes. Go!" He shouted. I spun around and clumsily grabbed at the door handle and ran inside.

"Elizabeth!" I shouted, knowing she was always in here at this time.

She came running with a pile of clothes. "Gather everything with my family crest and put it all together." I sprinted into my sleep room. I fell to my knees and reached under my mattress to grab a case full of bags and satchels. I dug through them to find the least expensive looking ones, thinking that might help. I grabbed one small silk red one with bore my crest and tossed it on the bed, then I grabbed two medium tough brown satchels that I assumed were my mothers.

I sprinted to my armoire to grab some of the daily jewels I wore each day. I made sure my mother's necklace was around my neck and then grabbed the rings and bracelets scattered carelessly about.

My thoughts were running frantically as I searched my room. I ran back into the common room with all of my stuff held in my dress. I dumped it on the elegant sofa where Elizabeth was placing things with the crest. I slipped some into my boots and stockings, ignoring how uncomfortable it felt. I put some of the larger pendants down into my corset and pushed some of the bracelets as far up on my concealed arms.

"Isabella!" Seth shouted as he came sprinting in. He helped me in putting the last of everything in the satchels. "We need to go." He said as he pulled me to my feet. He put both brown satchels around my head and shoulder and the small on my wrist.

"Wait!" I shouted as he pulled me towards the door.

"No. We don't have the time." He tried to shout but I was already slipping from his grip and running back to my room.

I grabbed a small picture frame a portrait of my parents and I when I was first born. I put it in the satchel just as Seth dragged me forcefully.

Elizabeth was holding the door open, tears falling freely down her face. "Good luck, my Lady." She choked. There was so much I wanted to say, but Seth was pulling me hard from the room.

"Be safe!" I shouted as we started to run down the hall. I noticed that Seth had miraculously changed into his full fledged armor.

As we ran through the chaos that was the halls I noticed my Uncle in full armor run out of the main hall.

"Uncle!" I shouted as we approached. His eyes shot to mine and his shoulders slumped in relief. We sprinted towards each other and I slammed into his chest so hard, there was a temporary ringing in my ears.

He was squeezing me so hard that I couldn't breathe, but I wouldn't tell him that.

All the shouts and screams seemed to sound as though I were submerged in water. All to soon, he pulled away and crouched down to my level. His dark eyes reminded me of my father.

"You have all the crests you can manage?" He asked loudly. I nodded, tears stinging my eyes. "Good. Do you have your picture and your mother's necklace?" He asked. I lifted the chain from my neck to show him and nodded. "That's my girl." He grabbed the back of my head and pulled me towards him to leave a long, lingering kiss on my forehead.

"Uncle. What is going to happen?" I begged in a shaky voice. He pressed his forehead against my own and kept my eyes with him the entire time.

"You're going to be safe." He said in a raspy voice.

That wasn't the answer I wanted to hear. He pulled away and looked at Seth with hard eyes before nodding. I felt him grab my arm but I struggled.

"No!" I screamed. I reached my other hand for him desperately and he grabbed it and kissed it lightly. "I won't leave you!" I shouted loudly over the noise.

"You're going to be a great Princess one day, Isabella." He said just loud enough for me to hear. He nodded again and this time, an entire arm was wrapped around my waist and I was pulled backwards. "I love you."

I fought to keep his hand in mine.

"You know what to do Seth." He said loudly. "Go now!" He shouted.

Time slowed as his hand slipped from mine.

"No!" I shouted. I started to kick and reach desperately for my Uncle as he watched me be dragged away from him. "Please! No!" My scream was cracking and I could barely see him. "I love you!"

Seth continued to pull me violently and forcefully away from the last bit of family I had left.

Through the crowd of people running back and forth, I watched as my Uncle gave me a sad smile and lifted his hand, his sort of wave.

Everything became fuzzy.

That smile disappeared and I watched as my Uncle run down the hallway out of sight.

To fight death himself.

Phew. That was longer than I anticipated. I was going to cut it off a while ago, but I figured this would be a safe ending.

Sad, right? ):

It's really rough.

I still haven't decided if the entire story will be in her POV. I know the next one will be, and the one following will be in Emmett's. Maybe it'll kinda switch every two.

Either way, I'm sorry if it's confusing. It's a lot of information to throw out in one Chapter.

I hope you enjoyed it. 3

Please remember to Review. I have the neck chapter all done already :)

~Pepper