A/N: Ok, this is posted before time. I could not get this little story out of my head. Rosalie and Emmett to me are the most interesting couple. I just wanted a small twist on the story.

Also, I would like to say, these stories are not connected in any way and not meant to go in depth. I just wanted something small to be read in one siting based on my interpretation of song lyrics.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own either Twilight or the rights to "Nightingale". Sadly.

"If I were king of this night, would you become my queen?

And I hope, your majesty that you like your position.

I'll do everything I can to keep you by my side

and I'll stare off through the darkness to find us a kingdom"

-"Nightingale" by Saves the Day

Main Pairing: Rosalie and Emmett, some Alice and Bella. AU, AH. RPOV

"You look gorgeous Rose, there is no way he would be able to look at anyone else. Not that he would anyways, he is marrying YOU," Alice, my small sister, said in a voice two octaves higher than normal.

"She's right. You two will be the loveliest royal couple that ever existed," Bella, my sister-n-law said with a wink.

Emmett was the most eligible bachelor. Every girl in the kingdom was forced on him by their parents, in hope of gaining status. But most of the girls were so mundane and boring, it seemed almost sad he had to endure all the balls to find a suitor.

I knew I had stood a chance even if my parents were of meager income in the kingdom. Esme and Carlisle Cullen were furniture makers, though at the moment Carlisle was being schooled to become a physician. He was shadowing a physician in another town and came home every night excited at the prospect of the future it held for the family.

I had many sibling, though we were all adopted from a young age. Most of us had been orphans. Since Esme had not been able to bear children, it was a perfect outcome for us all. Esme and Carlisle were the best parents I and all my other sibling could have asked for.

Edward had been adopted first. Even though I clashed a lot with my older brother, I loved him. He had been married at a young age to his sweetheart, Bella Swan. They had recently had a baby girl, Reneesme. She was the world to our entire family. Caring for her was the reason I had decided I wanted many, many children.

Alice and Jasper had been adopted next. They both had come from tragic backgrounds and had found comfort in each other. They had also been married at a young age and I had never witness such an intense relationship filled with love and understanding. Alice joked they had always been meant to be. The trails they had to endure were so they could be ultimately happy in the future, which they both were.

I knew I was the odd one out. All my family members were happy and in love. I longed to have just a sliver of what I witnessed at home. When I had seen Emmett for the first time, I knew he was the one.

I had been walking through the forest behind our home. I had been given the task of scavenging for berries for a pie Bella had been wanting to make. The last thing I had expected to see was the soon to be king.

I had heard a scream. My curiosity gotten the best of me and I had gone to see what it was. The sight before me had made me want to hurl. In the middle of the clearing, bloody and scared was Emmett, beautiful as ever, even in pain.

"Please, help me!"

I was rooted to the spot. I knew I would not be able to carry him to my house, but I had to do something. I could not let this man die. I told him I would come back with help. I ran home as fast as my legs would carry me, the berries long forgotten.

Everyone was home when I ran in. I was slightly out of breath but I hurriedly told Carlisle to get his medical bag and come quickly. The boys all followed me and I led them to Emmett.

He was breathing hard but he acknowledged us when we were there. A pool of his blood surrounded him.

"I don't know if this can be fixed Rose, it seems he has lost a lot of blood. The most I can do is patch him up and take him home so his physician can see him."

Carlisle had picked the best time to question his new expertise.

"Do what you can! Just please save him!"

I was desperate at this time. I felt love for the man in front of me, even though I knew so little of him. He reminded me of a young boy, vulnerable and beautiful but I felt a need in my body for the man he was. I had never felt this way before. But I knew if he died, this feeling would die with him.

"Boys, get the carriage ready. Come out as far as you can into the forest. Get the fastest horses Jasper. Hurry!"

My brothers ran off to the house. I watched as Carlisle cleaned and bandaged Emmett's broken body. I prayed to every God that day. Please save him, I need him.

Soon he was being put into the carriage as carefully as the boys could manage. Before they left, I went up to his beautiful face and kissed his sweaty forehead, "Come back to me."

At that moment he looked me straight in the eyes with such focus, I was startled.

"Of course beautiful, I will scourge the land for you. You're my Angel."

That was the moment I knew I was right. He was my future.

He had lived, thanks to Carlisle for cleaning the wound. This had stopped the spread of any infection that could have killed him. It had taken him months to be back to full health but the first thing he did was hold a ball for all the eligible maidens in the kingdom. He wanted to find his "angel" or so the gossipers in town said.

I almost didn't go but Alice and Bella had gotten all their savings together and had sent Esme to buy a beautiful royal blue gown, which brought out the color of my eyes. I could not disrespect them in such a manner so I had obliged to going.

Once there though, I had regretted it. All of the women were throwing themselves at Emmett; I would never be seen in this crowd. I knew all these girls were plain compared to me, but I didn't want to make a spectacle of myself.

Not wanting to partake in the dancing, I sat out, deciding on waiting for my brother to pick me up.

"Care for a dance Angel?"

Emmett, in a stunning gray colored suit, was standing right before me. A curious sensation, which felt like being dosed in cold water, came over me. I was rooted to the spot once again, but this time for different reasons. His hand was waiting for my acceptance but no matter what my brain told my body, it would not oblige. He looked so beautiful. His dimples were at attention, causing me to swoon inwardly.

" Rose."

How he knew my name, I would never know. I took his hand and was lead to the middle of the dance floor.

The rest of the night went in a blur. I could not remember what we talked about. I was usually very outspoken, or so I was told, but Emmett had me at a loss for words.

I don't remember the next day either. Alice and Bella asked nonstop as we went about our chores what happened. I was in a daze though, unable to answer the simplest of questions.

At dinnertime, right before everyone was going to sit down and eat, there was a knock on the door. Carlisle went to open the door. There at the door stood Emmett.

I was once again rooted to the floor. What was about this man that caused my body to react this way?

I did not hear him thank Carlisle for saving him or most importantly about asking for my hand in marriage. All I remember was hitting the floor.

The first thing I saw when I came back to consciousness was Emmett was still there. He looked so out of place, so elegantly dressed in our shabby living room.

He smiled, making my heart flutter at an alarming race. Thank goodness my body listened to me this time though. I was able to smile back.

He stayed for dinner and everyone contributed to the conversation. Emmett was interested in our family as interested as we were in his. He loved the food we had prepared, stating that the cooks at his place didn't make such good chicken.

As he was leaving, my family gave us our space. I was allowed to walk him out myself.

We went outside and he surprised me by turning to me and pulling me into his arms. The hug alone sent my heart fluttering and my gut twisted, though uncomfortable I welcomed it. He smelled delicious, like a fresh afternoon shower in the spring. He smelled new, clean and beautiful.

"Rose. You are my angel. I know you were not paying much attention, but I would like for you to be my wife. There would be no higher privilege for me. Not even becoming king would hold a candle to being your husband. But since I am soon to rule this kingdom, let me give you everything it is worth. I want you. Forever."

Who knew words would cause me to cry. I was not a crier, but those were the perfect words. The perfect words for my heart and soul. I would forever need and want Emmett, I was sure of this.

So here I was on my wedding day. Every person in the kingdom was present.

I had once confided in Alice and Bella about my fear of becoming queen. What if I was not fit for the job? No matter how many times they told me otherwise, I was terrified.

But now, as I admired myself in the mirror, right before making my love with Emmett official, I was ready.

I was Rosalie Cullen. I was beautiful, yes, but I was also strong and proud. I would carry the weight of the people in this kingdom. I would stand by Emmett's side, hopefully with a large family in the future, for the rest of our time. I would be able to create a serious atmosphere for business and he would soothe my temper and stubbornness. We fit together.

He was my king. And I, I was his queen.

A/N: Please let me know what you think!

And don't forget I am open for song lyrics. Thank you.