Hello all of the people who did not give up on me!

I am sooo sorry that I didn't update, mostly because the internet was dying on me and I had to set up for Christmas. So here it is!

Disclaimer: No matther how much I want to, I do not own Twilight


As I looked up to the man in front of me, my heart started pounding so hard that it could have been possible that everyone in the castle could have heard it.

I looked into the knight's face, his pale face (actually, everyone in Carlisle's family had pale skin, but I hadn't noticed it until now), and into his emerald green eyes. No, they weren't dull, they were like gems. Near his pupils, though, had a ring of golden pigment around it. His hair was so messy, but I saw a color of beautiful bronze in them. But they looked hungry. Not the kind where you need food, the kind where you wanted to literally eat someone alive. I swear I could have gotten lost in the terror until someone called my name.

"Princess Bella?" asked a voice, but it wasn't a familiar one.

I snapped out of my trance/gaze to see that the knight's mouth moving. I had expected it to be from another mouth of a poet or singer, not this knight's mouth. It was velvety and seductive, I wanted to relish in it forever, tasting it on my tongue.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Nice to meet you Sir Edward," I mumbled, blushing red and looking down. From under my lashes I glanced at Alice, what I usually did when I was embarrassed, and saw that her gaze wasn't on me, but at the honey-blond haired man. This wasn't an expression I'd ever seen before on Alice's face. It was in a gaga-like mode. I immediately thought about how she could have fallen for Sir Jasper, and I was happy for her. My best friend had trouble getting into relationships because everyone considered her so tiny. I agreed with them, but what was wrong about size? Jasper, on the other hand, had the same facial expression. His blue eyes had the golden ring around it this time. Actually, everyone in the room but Edward had a golden ring around their pupil. It was quite odd, since Sir Jasper and Miss Rosalie weren't part of Sir Carlisle's oddly beautiful family. Alice was like a pixie, with short, spiked black hair, and pale skin.

"Princess Bella, this is Sir Edward," Carlisle told me, chuckling some more. I think he was on to me and the look on my face.

"I-It is a pleasure to m-meet you too, Sir E-Edward," I stumbled, turning red some more. Alice snapped out of her trance to smirk at me as her expression in her eyes were smug. Just then, I heard a familiar, yet comforting voice come out of the other side of the entry way.

"Bella! You're here!" Prince Jacob cried out of the backside of my new guard, as they made way for him to come through. Jacob went over and immediately hugged me, almost lifting my body off of the ground. This wasn't out of the ordinary, since he was my finace after all.

"Hey, Jake. I hadn't seen you in weeks," I laughed as he put me down.

"Yes, I had to take care of some of our boundaries with the pac- er... army. So who are these people?" Jacob asked, pulling me close to him, his hand on my waist.

"They're my new guard, Jacob," I answered him, using my arm that wasn't smashed against his big and tan side to introduce him to everyone. "This is Miss Rosalie, Sir Emmett, Sir Jasper, and... Sir Edward," I said, stumbling on the last name.

"It is a pleasure to meet you, Prince Jacob," Edward smiled, bowing respectfully. I could tell that his dark expression was guarded and polite, just like another someone else's. Everyone else bowed to him also, and Jake grinned, but for some reason I could tell he was hiding a face that said 'Eww' in it. The Cullens, Rosalie, and Jasper also had similar expressions, and I had no idea why. Everyone smelled and looked fine to me.

After exchanging a few sentences of conversation, Jacob bid goodbye and led me away from the castle, ordering that everyone should stay in. I knew Jake well enough to know that he was indeed a humanoid. It was one of the castle secrets, legends that a few people from the Quilute army descended from wolves, and they were right. Many people knew that it was only a legend, but some of the non-wolves knew of it. They kept an organization to keep the secret a secret.

Jacob and I walked along out of the castle range and walked along the edge of the forest, nearing the lake.

As we were walking along the edge of it, where I could smell the freshness and the fish, until Jake broke the silence.

"I don't like your new guard. They smell bad," he told me, rubbing his nose. I raised my eyebrows. I vividly remembered the smell of Edward and his family, but they smelled fantastic. I giggled a bit, putting a hand over my mouth.

"Oh? How so?" I asked him, continuing to walk down. Jacob had a confused look on his face, thinking that I must be crazy not to have smelled it.

"They smelled… sweet. Sickly sweet. I may have guessed that the scent would be stuck in my nose for a while," he laughed, lightly pushing me back against his warm body. The winter was cold, and I had no coat or jacket. I think it was a Jacob thing, being so warm all the time.

"Really? I didn't really notice," I told him, shrugging. We went on walking in silence, neither of us knowing what to say next. About ten minutes later, one of Jacob's pack and friend Quill, came in... in his wolf form. It was used to seeing these huge bears, but I was still scared out of my wits. I almost hyperventalated, jumping beside him.

"Jeez, calm down, Bella. You know he won't bite. What is it?" Jake asked Quill, stopping. Quill, while running, changed back into his human form. I seriously wondered how they could change without ripping their clothes off.

"Princess Bella," Quill said, bowing. I curtsied back. "I have news, Jacob, and I think you may want to see. I have already called Bella's new guard to come here already; they should be here in about ten more minutes. Let's go," he said urgently, and I didn't like the way his eyes were.

Edward's POV

My throat is dry and burning, what is this? I've kept my thirst intact for so long, I was sure I'd be able to see the princess. But how could I have almost lost control with just a glance? Her blood was so tempting; I swear I could have thought it sang for me.

Looking in those chocolate brown eyes I was taken away by them, tempted to kill her. I saw that she was terrified by the obsidian black I knew they were, while my family's were golden honey. But I mustn't be a monster. Not now, when I just got the mission at hand.

As usual, the thoughts of the people around me were the same, but different. Alice, my sister, appeared smitten with Jasper. I didn't blame her either, since he felt the same. Those thoughts I tended to shy away from. Emmett had fallen for Rosalie, and I could tell that they were in love. But what is love? Is it some kind of sickness? I didn't know. Why did all of my comrades get to love someone of their kind, and me stuck with the human? It just didn't seem so fair. A certain tiny girl's thoughts cut my concentration.

Edward, do you think I can talk to Jasper? She giggled, looking at him. I had never seen my sister so giddy and giggly.

I looked up at the ceiling and down at the floor, meaning yes. It was our secret codes, you could say that. Alice almost squealed and took in a conversation with him, since Rosalie and Emmett were at the fireplace, laughing with each other. I felt kind of lonely at this point.

Just then, I smelled something else. It was like wet dog, and it was disgusting. It smelled just like Prince Jacob. Another tan man, looking like the prince, came in the room, his suit of armor clanking. He was thinking of… things I shan't say.

"Are you sirs Sirs Edward, Jasper, and Emmett?" the man courteously asked, bowing. Jasper looked up from his conversation to look up at him.

"Yes, go on. You may speak," I told him, nodding and holding my nose withought pinching it.

"I am Sir Quill. I have to take Prince Jacob," I could tell he was uncomfortable with the name, and reading his mind to see that he had almost slipped and called him 'Jake', "and take him to a meeting at our kingdom. Would you do the honor of taking Princess Bella back to her castle? She is near the river," he told me, nodding at Jasper. I cringed. The wrecking ball of the princess's scent was still clean in my nose, I wasn't sure of it. But I couldn't disobey.

Why do they smell so bad? He thought, and I almost growled. Like they smelled any better to us.

"Of course, Sir Quill. We will be there in about ten minutes," I told him, then dismissed the figure with my hand. Quill left as I consulted Jasper. I heard that he was reluctant to stop talking to Alice, and vice versa. It was a good thing that Jasper knew I could read minds.

"Emmett, Jasper, go ahead. You see what the princess does to me," I told my two brothers, shaking my head. It was a horrible thing, really, to have your prey's blood sing to you like that, jepordizing you mission.

I silently watched as Jasper and Emett bid farewell to their ladies and went off, as I slumped into a cusioned chair and sighed into my hands, thinking to myself. Alice and Rosalie left, heading to the princess's room, as I read from both of their minds.

Bella's POV

After Jake had left with Quill, about seven minutes later, I saw three horse and two riders approaching. I immediately recognized Sir Emmett, with that bulky body of his, and Sir Jasper. And at about thirty seconds, they were there. Jasper unhitched first, with Jasper soon following.

"Princess Bella, we are here to take you back to your castle," Emmett told me, bowing flauntingly, with Jasper politely handing me the reins to my white horse. Figures. We rode on silently back to the castle of Forks, our horses to a mere trot.

As the gates of my palace opened, the guarding guards bowed to me as I entered in my partially winded dark dress. Sirs Jasper and Emmett bowed to me also, I swear I think I'm getting sick of that, and left their own way, outside once again. It was odd though, they didn't take their horses. The more knights came in and took the three horses over to the stables as I made my way up the stone stairway, careful of not to trip. After sucessfully making it up for the second time today, I headed over to the room of books. It was a peaceful room, with large booksleves, a large window, and a fireplace.

I opened the door to see these menacing familiar black eyes looking at me as I entered in, and I almost passed out. Quite frankly though, I actually did.


I hope you like the second chapter of this story! Yes, I know my version of the vampries is different from SM's but it is all part of the plot.