A/N: Now i get to work on this strory! Yay! Hope this one starts to move on for you guys. Hope you like this one.

~Jen


Out of the City

(EPOV)

"I'm glad it's you Edward…" King Charles stated. "Be patient with her… She was quite upset about all of this…and please ignore what she might say next, her wrath is not fun to deal with." He warned. He knocked on the door in front of him.

"Go, away." The voice from inside the door called. It was a much darker version of the voice I knew to be Isabella's.

"Isabella, you swore, do not tell me your word has lost its worth."

"I don't want to come out." Isabella snapped back, she had a spirit that couldn't be defeated.

"Isabella, now." Charles growled. The door opened slightly and Isabella stepped out, her head was down as she bowed and stayed in that position. It occurred to me just then that she bowed as a prince would and not like a princess, it was strange, but i was in a different nation with different cultures and ideals. "Stubborn fool. I will speak to you about this later, Isabella." Charles snapped.

"I apologize, father."

"It will not save you from what is to come, Isabella, your apology landed on deaf ears." Charles hissed. "I shall leave you alone… I must go consult some people about tomorrows wedding." I swore I saw a tear leak from Isabella's eye, but she did not rise again, not even after Charles left.

"You do not have to bow, Isabella." She sat up and looked at me in shock. It was a tear that I saw in her eyes, because the path it had run still shined on her cheek.

"Edward? You defeated Phoenix?" She questioned, almost as if she couldn't believe it.

"Yes…" I told her.

"I don't know whether I feel relived or still terribly angry." She admitted. At least she was telling me how she really felt, something I admired about her.

"Would you like to come for a walk with me?" I asked her quietly after a long silence. She sighed and took the arm I held out to her. "Why are you so upset…about everything?" I wondered, making it clear to her that she had every right to be upset and that I just wanted to know why.

"I lost all of my freedom. I tried so hard to be different, different from all of the other princesses who merely get sold to other countries as worthless peace offerings, only to be thrown down the very path I tried so hard to avoid." Isabella frowned. As she walked I noticed that she walked with a very dignified grace. Her strides were smooth and equal. She walked like a king would, straight and tall with cool confidence.

"I'm sorry…it must be agonizing."

"You have no idea." She stated quietly. She looked around at the surroundings before smiling. "Stratus?" Her voice called out calmly. A pure white horse trotted towards Isabella. "There you are…" She smiled and stroked the beautiful creature's mane.

"A beautiful horse…" I commented.

"Don't let her hear you, she knows not to take to flattery." Isabella teased lightly, her tone seemed to be more relaxed with her horse around. Her eyes widened and she pulled herself up onto her horse. "Come on." She said offering her hand to me. I could tell her word was an order so I followed it to the T. We rode quickly through the city, and everyone (I mean everyone) stopped to bow to Isabella, all of them greeting her. The few who recognized me greeted me as well, but always her first. She nodded to all of them in return, a small sweet smile on her lips. She stopped at a small house and turned to look at me.

"Stay here… I'll be back in a moment." She ordered (Yes, ordered me). She looked at Stratus and whispered something in a different language softly. Stratus snorted and nodded. She smiled and stroked her mane gently before walking into the house.

"BELLA!" I heard a man yell loudly. It was a kind, joyful greeting. Even with my sensitive ears, I couldn't hear the rest of their conversation. I began to think about the way Isabella was treated by her people. Almost all of them gave her the respect and attention that people might give a prince or even a king in other countries. What in the world had she done to gain so much respect?

Soon a girl cloaked in a black hood walked out of the door. A tall, extremely tan man followed her out of the house. "Who is he?" He asked, glaring at me and reaching for the hilt of his sword. Isabella put her hand on the man's.

"Don't be alarmed, Jacob." Isabella stated, looking at him. Jacob looked between Isabella and me several times.

"Phoenix lost?" Jacob asked with wide eyes. It seemed like understanding filled him in an instant. Isabella looked down at the ground. "I'm sorry, Bells, I know how much that meant to you."

"I'm fine." Bella snapped. "My opinions don't hold enough water to be worried about."

"Sure they don't." Jacob rolled his eyes at her. I was shocked at the way he treated her, so casually.

"Do you want another scar to match that last one? I'm not in the mood for sarcasm today, Jacob." Isabella taunted.

"You win, Bells. How long until people will start looking for you?" Jacob wondered.

"Father knows I'm not in the best mood, he'll leave me alone for a few hours he doesn't like crossing me when I get angry. If people start coming your way, hide, they all know that you let me out."

"I know, I like a good fight every now and then though." Jacob winked.

"Just don't get Leah involved, she'll kill you."

"I know." Jacob grinned and looked over his shoulder. "Leah's got the ally way open. She says no one's out there. Go on, quickly."

"I love you, Jake." Isabella smiled.

"I know, I'm amazing like that. Now get out of here before someone notices." He kissed Bella's cheek and helped her on to Stratus's back.

"Andare." Isabella told Stratus, who quickly moved down the ally way and through a small gate. Stratus then began to dash through a field toward the wall that surrounded the city. She came to a halt at a patch of the wall and Isabella got off of Strata. She reached through the vines that had grown over the wall and opened the hidden gate with a small key. She pushed the gate open silently and leaned out to look both ways. She grabbed Stratus's reins and began to walk across the road and into the woods. She walked slowly until she found a small worn path. She climbed on the horse. "Prato." Isabella ordered and instantly Stratus began to travel down the worn path.

We rode together in silence for a while until we entered a small meadow that was pressed against a cliff where water fell beautifully. Isabella got down from Stratus's back and nodded for me to climb down as well. She took Stratus's saddle off and rested it on a fallen log mechanically, as if she could do the routine in her sleep."Riposo." She smiled at Stratus who began to meander through the meadow at her own pace.

"Where are we?" I wondered.

"Out of the city." Isabella replied shortly with a shrug.


A/N: Where is Bella taking Edward? Tell me what you think.