Lady Rosalie POV

When Isabella and I were little girls and we would snuggle up in her bed and we would talk about what we thought our futures would be like. When we were really little it was always silly things like we would take a boat to Egypt and climb the pyramids or explore the remains of Troy. As we got older we slowly added to it. We would talk about how would both marry wonderful princes who would love us. Sometimes we would talk about the children we thought we would have and how we would raise them like siblings, like we were raised. The main thing that we always dreamed of though was that it would be together. It was always us together.

Honestly when Bella gave herself over to save us I thought she would have been traded back to her family or at least King Edward shortly after she was taken. I never imagined it would be over two years after and we would have no idea where she is. I used to dream about where she was and what she was doing. Dream probably isn't the right word for it really. It was more nightmares. I would wake up screaming wrapped up in my sheets covered in sweat just imagining what she was going through. Now I have accepted that she is probably dead. At this point for her sake I kind of hope she is. I can't imagine the horrors that the pirate would still be putting her through if she isn't. I only saw him for a few moments and he made my stomach clench and my heart pound in fear. It only took those few moments to realize how evil he was. I became a bit obsessed over information about him after we got rescued and the more I learned the more upset and worried I got. I used to pray every day for hours for her. I have probably lit 1000 candles at this point and nothing.

For awhile I thought we were going to die too. Bella made them leave our food and water for us saying we needed those to survive, but they took our sails so we couldn't go anywhere or call for help. We floated on the ocean for close to 3 months before someone found us. We had ran out of food 4 days before and were going to run out of water in another day or two so, we got lucky.

There was quite a debate over what would happen to me once they found us. There was a debate about the King adopting me as his own daughter and trying to make Edward marry me in Bella's place. It seemed for a long time he was actually going to do that but his ambassadors reported back saying King Edward would not agree to those terms because I was in fact not his daughter. The King then wanted me to still go to England as an envoy to remind Edward that he was still engaged to Isabella but the Queen and Emmett fought hard to keep me in Spain. For once Carlos listened to his family and I was allowed to stay. Emmett was terrified over what would happen to me if they sent me there. Edward is not known for his kindness and I would have been the perfect Spanish target.

Coming home wasn't easy though. I didn't want to leave Emmett when I was told I was going to Spain but a part of me was relieved. It hurt to see him with his wife every day. It hurt even more once she found out she was pregnant. It made it so real that he was married and it wasn't to me.

Emmett is king now, which makes Angela his queen. Emmett's father died almost eight months ago. The queen mother thinks it's because of Isabella, the heart break was just too much for him. It's so painful not knowing what happened to her. No one has heard or seen from James in almost two years. He may be dead and if he is dead Bella is dead with him. Carlos always loved his little girl in a special way and I know this has been hard for him and I guess it became too much.

"Rosa I can hear you thinking. You need sleep love and so do I." Emmett murmurs into my shoulder blades as he holds me to him in his sleep. I smile even though he can't see me. "Sorry Emmett I'll try and sleep."

He kisses my back and I can feel him drift back off. We aren't having sex no matter how much I want us to be. I love him and I want to show him how much I love him but he says he won't risk tarnishing my name like that. We have become the best kept secret in the castle. Every night Emmett goes to retire in his room then sneaks into my room through a maze of hidden corridors and leaves in the morning by the same ones. All we literally do is sleep together and occasionally hold hands and kiss. It's nice having him in my bed every night even if I know he shouldn't be here.

It would be easier if I didn't like Angela so much. I tried not to like her but slowly we got closer and closer together. She was a shoulder for me to cry on when I was so overwhelmed by my grief over Bella and I just never expected it. It's hard for Emmett to talk about his sister so Angela has always been there for me. Somehow in all of this we have become friends. She will never replace Bella but she my best friend now. She is kind and one of the most genuine people I have ever met. She is soft spoken and thoughtful. The people love her and somewhere along the line I feel in love with her too. She is my queen and my friend.

She's pregnant again and I want to hate her for it but I can't. Their first child was a little girl that they named Isabella after my best friend and Emmett's sister. Their way of reminding the world about her. She is pregnant again and I selfishly hope it's a little boy. Emmett needs an heir and that is it. I feel terrible for wanting him not to lay with her again but I love him. It should be me carrying his children not some other woman even if I do like her. It makes it hard.

I finally drift off and by the time I wake up Emmett is already gone, he always is. I slowly get dressed and make my way into the main hall to see if there is anywhere I could be useful today. It has been a bit chaotic here since Edward decided he was going to get married to some French woman. He still hasn't sent back Isabella's dowry claiming in the event of her death it was his anyways. Sometimes I am secretly glad that Bella never had to marry that loathsome man.

One thing though that does make me slightly happy is that the English people seem to love Bella. I never embellished what happened on that boat that night. I told everyone the truth. Bella was strong and brave and I doubt anyone else could have handled it was as much dignity as she did. Apparently the stories have made their way to every corner of Europe and the English people love their should have been queen. They apparently despise this French woman and cry out for their king to remain true to his bride. If Bella could see all of this happening in her name she would have laughed. I have accepted she's dead it's been too long for it to be anything but death. No one would hold on to her for ransom this long it makes no sense especially not with Edward getting remarried.

"Lady Rosalie?" A page calls behind me. I quickly turn and nod at him. "The queen is requesting your presence would you follow me?"

I follow the page to Angela's bedchambers. She is almost due and has spent most of the end of her pregnancy in bed, it hasn't been an easy one. She is propped on several pillows and covered in blankets. Her skin looks so pale and clammy next to her dark hair. She lifts her too thin wrist and extends it to me. I quickly cross the room and take her hand in mine. "My queen how can I be of service."

Angela weakly chuckles. "Please it's just Angela, we have been friends long enough for that Rosalie." I smile at her and shake my head. She lets out a wince and moves her free hand to her stomach. "My little one has been so active today."

"You are so close Angela. You must be getting so excited to meet your new baby." A part of me wants to hate her. She is having Emmett's child but I can't bring myself too. She is such a sweet girl. She reminds me so much of Isabella. She is kind and generous with her friends, her staff, and the people of Spain. I don't think I've ever seen her act cruelly toward anyone or anything. She's a wonderful mother and an incredible wife. She never bothers Emmett for anything and never once made him feel guilty for the lack of time they spend together privately. The people love her and rightfully so.

"Rosalie that is what I need to talk to you about." Angela looks behind me to make sure the room is empty and grabs my hand in between hers, they are too cold. "I know no one wants to say anything but Rosalie I am not ignorant. I am not going to survive this baby."

"Angela that is not true! You will..." I try to fight her. Angela just shakes her head no. "I can feel it Rosalie. I knew I wasn't going to make it the moment I found out I was pregnant I just knew it. I want you to promise me something though."

"Of course anything Angela." I mean it. I will promise her whatever she needs. That seems to relax her a bit and she smiles weakly at me. "When I go I want you to take care of my children. I have left instructions already with the Queen mother and others that they are to defer to you in matters of the children in case anything were to ever happen to me. I want you to take care of my husband also. I am not blind and I know that you love him deeply and I know he loves you too."

"Angela please it's not like that..." I don't want her to think I have been sleeping with her husband behind her back. We haven't truly we haven't. I love him more than anything and I would die for him but I have not betrayed my friend like that.

She just smiles at me. "I know it's not but only because I am here. When I go I want you to promise me that you will love my children and take care of them like your own. It will only be a matter of time before Emmett will remarry and it will be to you. I can die happy knowing you, one of my closest friends will be here to take care of my children though."

I take in a deep breath and lean over to kiss her cheek. "Angela I swear to you that I will always love your children like they were my own and watch over them with my life. I will make sure they know all about their wonderful mother and how much you loved them." That is an easy promise to make. I can't promise that Emmett will marry me though. For all I know he will have to marry another Princess. "Angela I want you to know though that I have not betrayed you in all these years. I have not slept with your husband while you have been married. You don't have to believe me but I want you to know. I never did that to you."

Angela squeezes me hands tighter. "I know you haven't Rosalie. Others have tried to convince me otherwise but I can see the heartbreak in your eyes. I also know my husband and he would never risk dishonoring you like that."

I lean down and kiss her hand. "Thank you for believing me."

"If it's a boy I want to name him Aldrik after my brother who died in battle. Can you tell Emmett that for me please?" I shake my head. She starts to close her eyes. "I am so tired Rosalie. Could you get me another blanket before I fall asleep."

"Of course." I grab another blanket off the end of the bed and lay it over her. "Thank you for everything." She whispers as she falls asleep. I leave the room being as quiet as possible so she can rest. As much as I want Emmett for myself I don't wish her harm. I have come to care for her and hope she does recover and gets to raise her own children with the man I love.

One of her servants are waiting outside for me and I take her from the door quietly. "Please make sure she has someone watching over her at all hours of the day. She could go into labor at any moment and she will need help." The servant assures me this will be done.

I only have to wait a week to make due on my promise. I have spent most of my time with her during that week. I just sit with her. Sometimes we talk about the children and about her life in Austria. I want to write it all down so I can give her children an accurate tale on their mother's early life. Other times I might just sew quietly while she rests. It's peaceful really. When Angela has enough energy I will bring Isabella in and she will cuddle with her mother and give her big sloppy kisses. Those are my favorite times. Angela's face gets just a bit more color in her cheeks and she puts on a brave and happy face to see her little girl.

Angela goes into labor in the middle of the night and Emmett had to run from my room to be at her side. He waited outside her door for hours while I was able to be in the birthing room with her, helping her through her terrible delivery. At first I thought she could make it. But then day two started and I knew she was a goner, and it broke my heart but I refused to show her that I knew it was done for. I held her hand for 42 straight hours. I did what I could to keep her comfortable. I kept her forehead cool. If she needed water I made she had it and when she needed to rest I made sure they let her.

"Angela please just a few more moments. You need to meet your son." I beg her as they pull the baby boy from her dying body. She shakes her head weakly and I quickly take the baby from the mid wife and place him gently on his mothers breasts since she couldn't possibly hold him with her own strength. "My little Aldrik. Mommy loves you." She mutters out with her last breath.

I can't catch my sob fast enough as I see the life drain from her. She was a good friend, an amazing mother, and a kind ruler. I never wanted this. I never meant for this. I lean over and pick the baby off his mothers chest and hold me to me. "I will watch over you and love you little one. I swear it to you." I cradle him to me and walk to the door to introduce Emmett to his son.

One of the servants open the door and Emmett frantically jumps up and makes eye contact with me. "Angela?" He asks. I shake my head no and his face falls. "I want you to meet your son, Aldrik though." I hand him the small little baby in my arms and Emmett looks down at his son and holds back his tears.

"He's beautiful." Emmett tells me quietly.

"Looks like he has his mom's dark hair." I respond taking the few tufts of dark brown hair on the baby's head.

It's not long before the hallway is flooded with members of the court all wanting to get a sight of the new heir to the throne. I pull back but stay near the baby. I promised Angela I would take care of her children. With Aldrik safe in his father's arms I do make a quick trip back into the bedroom to say good bye to Angela. I will miss her greatly.

I am exhausted by the time the night finally comes. It was a long day. I had Isabella's and now Aldrik's nursery moved closer to my rooms so I could watch over them and I went over with their nannies how things would change now that Angela as passed. Isabella spent most of the night crying not sure why she couldn't go to her mother's room to get her good night kiss and Aldrik was just exhausted from his traumatic birth.

I am surprised to find Emmett already in my room before I get there. He looks up at me and I know he wants to smile but can't. "It's been a few hours and the vultures are already circling. I had all of my advisors come to me and suggest new wives to me. Some of the ambassadors even started telling me about the princesses and ladies in their court. She hasn't even been dead for an entire day."

That's what I was afraid of. I can feel my stomach fall. I knew he would never be allowed to marry me. I will have to see him marry another woman of higher standing than me to link his country with another. I will have to stand on the sides bravely and not show my pain. I will protect his children at all costs as well. Who knows what monster he could be forced to marry. That monster might not like that he already has two children, two heirs ahead of whatever children they would have. I will protect them though if it is the last thing I do. No one will hurt those children as long as I breath, I swore it to Angela. "I told them all that I would wait the proper amount of time before remarrying. I think six months should suffice don't you?"

I can't respond. It hurts to much. I just shake my head, quickly trying to make myself busy getting ready for bed. I don't even hear him move when I feel him wrapping his arms around me. "I told them I already had a bride in mind and that I didn't need their advice." The tears are pouring down my cheeks but I don't want to hurt him further. "In six months I want you to marry me if you will have me Rosalie."

My mouth drops and I quickly spin around in his arms. "Are you serious?" I can't believe I am hearing this. He shakes his head yes and gets down on one knee. "I know this is not the appropriate time but when it is I want you to marry me Rosalie. It should have always been you. I want you to be my wife. To spend your life with me. To help raise my children. To help run this country. I want you with me forever Rosalie."

My knees give out and I fall down in front of me and kiss him. "Yes, I will marry you Emmett. I will spend the rest of my life with you and I will raise your children with you and anything else you need. I love you so much."

This isn't how I wanted it to happen. I never wanted something to happen to Angela and I know people will gossip about it. But I will know the truth and more importantly Angela knew the truth. I will miss Angela just like I miss Isabella but I will live and I will love.

a/n I hope you all liked the little foray into the main lands problems. Next chapter we are back to the island!