A/N - All thing Twilight belong to Stephenie Meyer.

Here's the honeymoon. Enjoy. This was held up mainly by the stupid poem at the end which took me forever to write and I'm still not happy with it.

Honeymoon

Early morning two days after the wedding found the newlyweds mounted on their matching black horses and riding out with their escort. Lady Alice and Lady Emily rode further back in the train. They were accompanied by Sir Jasper and Sir Tyler. Sir Seth was in the front, in charge of the cavalry detachment that made up the escort. Most of the supplies and baggage had been sent ahead the prior day, so that all would be ready for the young royals. Edward's palace lay a good days ride from Forks. Though it was early, much of the town turned out to see the young couple off.

A rumor had been spread of a rift between the two, but the town had seen them to be smiling and appearing to be happy both after the wedding and this morning. Edward's laughter rang out along with the Princess's bell-like giggle as they rode through the town. So those town people who saw them, decided that it was a lie told by someone who was jealous of the beautiful couple.

And they were beautiful. Edward with his strong jaw, high cheek bones, straight nose and green eyes along with his unruly red hair. Isabella with her creamy white skin framed by her cloud of dark hair and her large brown eyes that sparkled when she displayed her sweet smile. The town people had found Edward to be affable when he wanted to be but was rather arrogant most of the time. He had a eye for the ladies and would at least flirt with any pretty girl.

But Isabella had all ready endeared herself to the town with her tender heart which showed itself in her kindness toward any who had the privilege of serving her as she shopped or even just walked through town. Of course, she was always escorted by two or three large dour men, but they allowed her to interact with any she chose. And she did. She would ask about families and would remember and ask again by name when she returned to shop. She would coo over babies, draw out shy toddlers, ruffle the hair of older children, speak to the teenagers, the mothers, the fathers, the oldsters, all of them.

As they rode out, Princess Isabella wore her riding clothes of the leather split skirt and leather shirt. Her forearms were covered by gauntlets and she wore a new breastplate that has a the Cullen crest over her heart enameled in color. Her boots were shiny black leather. Her sword was on her back and her shield on her saddle. Her long dark hair was braided and wrapped around her head to keep it out of the way. Her circlet that she had worn as a Swan with the topaz between her eyes had been replaced by a narrow gold circlet set with emeralds worn on the back of her head.

Prince Edward wore dark green pants tucked into his black boots which he wore under armored shin guards. His sword was at his side. He wore gauntlets on his arms and a breast plate with the Cullen crest on the entire front, also enameled in color over a green leather shirt. His helm was fastened to his saddle behind him and his shield in front on his left. He also wore a narrow gold circlet set with emeralds on the back of his head. He almost never wore such a symbol within the castle, but his father required it when he left, though generally he wore a plain circlet not a jeweled one.

The column walked through town but took off in a brisk trot once they got out of town. Edward and Isabella were in the middle of the column and had riders on either side of them, though they were a respectful distance away. Conversation between the two seldom waned. They spoke of their childhoods, similar stories of being raised by nannies, governesses and tutors. Isabella was more fortunate of having the constant presence of Sir Seth and Lady Emily. Edward envied her that, though his old arms master, Sir Liam MacMillan, who had recently retired, was a large influence on him, though, he was fairly sure that his arms master would have knocked him in the head because of his recent behavior.

Isabella had been brought up to be a queen; service and responsibility had been drummed and occasionally beaten into her. Edward had been brought up to be a king, though he had ignored much of his training as for as both service and responsibility went. Isabella had silently, as he observed her, reminded him that though he would be king, he was responsible for the well-being of those who look to him as a leader. Isabella spoke to all of the men who guarded her, asking about their well-being, asking after their families, sometimes giving them sweets and other food items that they might not have for themselves. Edward could tell that even the lowest of them would lay his life down to protect her. Sometimes he wondered if they would do so for him.

After a long day in the saddle, they came through a village to fortified walls and passed through a gate to a landing at the river and some buildings inside the walls. There was several barges and boats waiting for them. Edward dismounted and caught Isabella by the waist, lifting her down from her horse. As their horses were taken away, he put his arm around Isabella as she looked around in confusion, and turned her toward the river, pointing toward an island in the middle of the river. "Look there, sweet girl, that's where we are going, my home, Riverwatch."

"The island?"

"Yes."

"That's some moat you've got going there. I don't see a house."

"The 'house' is on the other side of the island. What you are looking at is the landing and the accommodations for the soldiers. The main stable and living quarters for some of the guard are here. That's those buildings there." He indicated the buildings further up the road from the landing.

"And I take it we're going across on the boats."

"Yes. You're not afraid of the water are you?"

"Of course not."

"The men will come across on the barges. All of them will be coming to the island. I'm sure the men's kitchen will have a hot hearty meal ready for them."

"Let's go." Isabella exclaimed as she moved toward the boats. "Which one is ours?"

Edward caught up to her and caught her hand, leading her to the largest boat. He jumped in and turned to her, holding out his hands. She reached for him but he bypassed her hands and grabbed her by her waist. She squealed as he pulled her to him, allowing her to slide down his body and giving her a chaste kiss before he let go of her. Those watching turned an indulgent eye to them as she swatted his arm when he released her. He lead her to a pair of comfortable seats under a canopy at the rear of the boat. They were shortly joined by Lady Emily, Lady Alice, Sir Jasper and a few others.

Sir Seth was seeing to the men, getting them straight and giving orders regarding their barracks. There were barracks on both sides of the island and some would be in each barracks. Each barracks had its own kitchen and staff, common room and officer's quarters. The near side barracks were closer to the down stream end of the island. The far side barracks were closer to the upstream end of the island. The island was about three miles wide and about five miles long. The main house sat near the other side of the island, facing the wider part of the river. The near side of the river was about a mile from the island. The far side of the river was closer to three miles away. The near side was more heavily defended but all parts of the island had some sort of defense and a way to communicate for assistance. The island had no walls around it but there were towers at regular intervals. Since the prince and his bride would be in residence, security was much higher than ordinary.

They were greeted by Sir Liam, Edward's former arms master, and his wife Lady Siobhan. Sir Liam took over management of Riverwatch when the former manager died suddenly. Sir Liam has a nagging injury that he received when fighting along side of King Carlisle. He had been wanting to retire from being the arms master to something less demanding. Management of Riverwatch was less physically demanding but still required much of his time.

The young royals and the nobility accompanying them were taken to the house by carriage. Isabella was enchanted with the house. They mounted the steps up to a wide porch that wrapped around the corner to the right. The front door with the Cullen crest in stained glass was opened by a liveried servant. Bowing low to the Prince and Princess, he welcomed them to Riverwatch. The remaining staff waited in the great room, bowing and curtsying as appropriate. There was a butler, an assistant butler, another very young manservant, the cook, two assistant cooks, the housekeeper and three chambermaids. Edward greeted the butler, cook and housekeeper by name and introduced them to Isabella.

"Your highnesses, your meal will be laid for you in your rooms shortly," said the butler, Benjamin. "My Lady, your tirewoman has drawn a bath for you and is waiting for you in your rooms. I'm sure you are tired from your ride today. Dinner will be served for the rest of the party in an hour in the main dining room."

"Thank you, Benjamin," Isabella said.

"I'll show you around tomorrow," Edward murmured in her ear. "Let's go upstairs." Looking up, there on the ceiling of the fourth floor was a beautiful stained glass skylight making an atrium that all floors opened onto. Edward took Bella's hand and led her up a wide staircase. When they reached the landing the stairs went both left and right. Edward led her to the left. He turned left and took her down to the last door on that wall. They entered a room that was partially round because it was in the turret of the castle. This was obviously a sitting room. To the left Isabella could see a door that opened into a bedroom. In front of yet another door, Isabella could see Nell, her tirewoman waiting.

Edward pulled Bella close and kissed her sweetly. "Go take a bath. I'm going to get cleaned up too. We'll meet back in here. This is where they will set up our meal."

"Okay." She lifted her face for another kiss. After the kiss, she turned and took a few steps. "Edward, it's lovely here."

"Thank you, my sweet. I love it here. Much better than being at court."

In a little while, Bella returned in a white gown and a robe. Her hair was wet but down so it would dry. Edward had put on a loose fitting white shirt over dark blue pants. Their meal was laid out on a table that had been placed by the fireplace in which a fire had been started. After dinner they moved to a sofa near the fire and the servants efficiently removed the thing used for dining. The table was moved to the side of the room again. Bella had brought a book in with her when she came in from bathing. She picked it up and began to read. Edward had sat down at the other end of the couch from her. Out of the corner of her eye, she watched Edward inch toward her. In a bit, his arm is on the back of the couch around her shoulders and his chin is on her shoulder. He picked up the collar of her robe and tried to peak under it. "Whatcha wearing under the robe?" He could see an embroidered collar and a tuck-pleated yoke and a lace cuff falling over her hand under to sleeve of the robe.

She seemed to ignore him, but said, "A nightgown."

"It looks really pretty."

"It is. Would you like to see it?"

He grinned at her. "Why, yes I think I would."

"Okay, but you have to stay on the couch."

"Okay."

She stood up and took three or four steps toward the fire so that the light from the fire was behind her. Keeping her back to Edward, she loosened the tie to the robe and partially removed it. Edward could see that the fabric appeared to be pretty sheer. He could see her arms and back fairly clearly. Then she turned around. He felt like he had been hit between the eyes by a hammer. His eyes popped wide and his mouth dropped open. The fabric was so sheer that he could see her dark areolas and erect nipples clearly. The dark hair at the juncture of her legs was also clearly visible once she dropped the robe. The light from the fire back lit her. Her long hair flowed over her shoulders and curled around her breasts.

Edward had never seen anything so beautiful in his life. It took a few seconds for his mind to wake up and get his body to respond. Most of the blood flow in his body had stopped going to his brain and was gathering somewhere south of his belt. He was off the couch and had Bella on his shoulder headed for the bed before she could blink twice. She was off his shoulder and thrown on the bed. He was on her with his knees on either side of her hips before she could bounce twice. He was pulling at the gown, trying to get it off of her.

"Get this off before I rip it off," he growled.

She sat up and pulled the gown off, throwing it who knows where. His hands appeared to tremble a little as they lightly ran over her collarbone and moved down to her breasts. His breath was coming in short pants. Her chest heaved as she struggled to breathe.

"You are simply exquisite," Edward murmured as he pinched and rolled both of her nipples in his long supple fingers as he knelt over her. She arched her back to lift her breasts closer to him. She sighed when his mouth settled on her nipple. His tongue ran around it, then he bit her lightly and soothed it be licking it. Then he moved to the other breast, biting and licking it. Whichever breast had his mouth, the other had his fingers, pinching and kneading. He continued to bite and lick, pinch and knead around her breasts as she writhed under him, moaning.

Out of nowhere, Bella arched her back and cried out, "Oh, my god." as she came.

"You're always so responsive," Edward murmured against her skin as he moved down her body. He spread her thighs apart and settled between them. He licked the outside of her slit with the flat of his tongue. Then he used his fingers to open her for his tongue to move in and out. As his fingers entered her, his tongue found her clit and circled around it. He had to use one hand to hold her still while he used his fingers and tongue to excite her. His fingers curled against her g-spot and she came again. He licked and sucked all of the juices that he could. She appeared to be out of it.

He chuckled to himself as he moved up to lay by her and drew her into his arms. "I'll let you rest for a minute, but I am by no means done with you." He took her hand and placed it on his throbbing length. She lightly ran her fingers up and down, making him groan. He kissed her deeply. After she opened her mouth to him, he moved his tongue in and out of her mouth just as he had done to her core. His hand moved down to pull her hips closer to him as he ground himself against her. He hitched her leg over his hip and the tip of his penis was at the lips of her heat. With a smooth thrust he entered her. This being only the third time he had been in her, she was still extremely tight. He rolled her over so that she was on her back and he was on top. She wrapped her other leg around his thigh and used it as leverage to tilt her hips to give him a better angle to get deeper in her. He moved slowly in and out of her as they kissed again and again. He had the weight of his upper body on his forearms. She had one hand on his back and one in his hair. When she raked her nails over his back, he pulled one leg up between them so that her heel rested on his shoulder and began to pound into her.

"I'm - I'm - I'm com- I'm - I'm" she cried almost incoherently.

"Come baby," Edward instructed. She came hard on him as he slowed to let her. He wasn't ready to stop and managed to hang on to his control while she came. Once she was done, he let her leg down and flipped her over placing her on her elbows and knees. He gathered her long hair up on his hand and pulled gently. He placed the other hand on her hip and entered her again.

"Oh, my god." she murmured as he set a relentless pace again.

"So good. So tight. Mine." he tugged her hair. "Say it!"

"Yours. Only yours."

"Mine." he murmured against her back as he place open mouth kisses along her spine.

After a few minutes of nothing but moans, groans, sighs and incoherent words, Edward shouted, "Come, Bella."

She came with an unintelligible cry. He followed her with as shout of, "Mine, Mine, Mine!"

They fell over on their sides, spooned together as Edward threw the covers over them, and were asleep in moments, having exhausted themselves.

The next morning, they were awakened by Nell letting them know that breakfast was served in the sitting room. Edward's eyes followed Isabella as she went into her dressing room with Nell. Edward pulled on the pants from the previous night and went to his own dressing room where his body servant waited for him. Once they had completed breakfast and had dressed for the day, Edward showed her around the castle. On the ground floor were the elegantly appointed public rooms; the reception room, the great hall, the billiard room, the dining room, the ballroom, the library and the estate office used by Sir Liam to handle the estate business. He also indicated the door that led to the service area of the castle, holding the kitchen, the butler's room, the servant's dining areas as well as some storage and the servant's stairs.

Back on the second floor, Edward indicated that there were 9 guest rooms and some servant's quarters, which is where Nell and his body servant, Enos would be housed. Though he didn't take her up to the third floor, Edward told her that Sir Liam had quarters there as well as there being additional guest rooms and servants' quarters. He also told her that there were a few more guest rooms on the fourth floor as well as a guest's sitting room and that the household servant's rooms were up there as well.

They spent a lovely day out in the garden of the castle. They saw their friends at a distance. The only people they spoke with were the servants who brought lunch out to the gazebo. This was in keeping with honeymoon traditions that said that the newlywed couple was to be left alone to get to know one another. Edward and Isabella had a month during which they would be in isolation. Though their friends were with them, they would not be having anything more than incidental contact with them.

During the days that followed, Edward and Bella walked over the island, allowing Bella to become familiar with it. There were lovely gardens around the castle where they walked hand in hand and a couple of stands of woods where they played chase like children, giggling as they ran and exchanging kisses when caught.

At night, they explored each other in bed, but between times, they lay in each other's arms and talked. One night as Bella lay sprawled over Edward's chest, he asked, "Bella, would you have any idea why my father would want Haven Keep badly enough to start a war?"

She lifted her head from his chest to look at him. "Not really, unless he actually believes that silly prophecy."

"What prophecy? I've never heard of any prophecy involving Haven Keep."

"Then I'll have to give you a little history lesson before I tell you the prophecy. Haven Keep had been held by the Swan family for over 500 years. Over those years, it has passed to the Cullens through marriage of a Cullen prince to a Swan princess, but it has never been taken by force and it always comes back to the Swans in a couple of generations. It is always held by a Swan princess, never a prince. And it is the reason the Swan women are trained to fight."

"Okay, so what is the prophecy?"

She sat up beside him, "It's a poem."

"Well let's hear it."

She cleared her throat and sat up straighter,

"In the dark depths of Haven Keep
A future promise long doth sleep.

Protection from a distant ancient evil
Will help protect the civilized people
As united, the world will stand as one
Against the hidden evil brought to the sun.

In the dark depths of Haven Keep
A future promise long doth sleep.

Waiting to be revealed to the One
A profligate Cullen royal son
Who will finally be a man of worth
And become the ruler of the earth

In the dark depths of Haven Keep
A future promise long doth sleep.

Held against all by the young future queen
Hidden assistance awaits not yet seen
Revealed when the Swan warrior princess
Takes her prince to the secret recess

In the dark depths of Haven Keep
A future promise long doth sleep

To save all from horribly dying
To return the ancient evil to its hiding
United all under one High King
Who, with his queen, peace will bring."

Edward sat up and blinked at her. "Good god," he whispered.

A/N - The castle is roughly based on Boldt Castle in New York. I've never been there but I like the pictures I found online. Plus the floor plans were available. It is on an island but not one as big as the one I set it on and it does not have any fortifications because it never had to be defended, like Edward's might.