A/N: This chapter is uber-short. I apologize for that; however it is very important as it also has foreshadowing.

APOV

The morning of the duel dawned brightly. I opened the window to breathe in the fall air; soon I wouldn't be able to do that. Colder weather was coming and with that, Christmas. I was in charge of the planning and couldn't wait. I already knew what trees I wanted in the Great Hall and the King's throne room. It would be an elaborate spectacle and people would come from as far away as France to see my handiwork. They would all say "wow, the Princess of Camelot outdid herself. We should talk with her and strengthen relations." Then maybe I would meet a Duke and be whisked away to his home, never to see my sister again.

A girl can hope.

I sighed as a cool breeze washed over my face. It felt familiar; as though I knew it. I chuckled lightly to myself at that thought. I know a breeze. Good one, Alice! I really need to stop reading stories. It gives me silly ideas.

I watched as Jacob quietly walked to the stable to saddle up Emmett. I was confident everything would be okay as my last vision showed the two of them shaking hands and buying each other ale at the local brewery. They were going to Man's Field, about ten miles north of Camelot. It was rarely used and the perfect place for two friends to fight out their frustrations.

I know that Jacob still wants Isabella, but he is coming around to the fact that she is with Edward. Jacob is a great guy; he will find someone special when the time is right.

Closing the window, I stepped away and over to my closet. There was going to be an audience at the duel. Obviously Isabella was going, along with myself and Rosalie. Sir Jasper has spoken about going so he can be the moderator and make sure things don't get too out of hand. Riley has specifically expressed his disgust at the duel and refuses to go, even though it concerns his sister.

I would probably be the same way.

I know Isabella is nervous about today no matter how many times I've tried to reassure her. I know she believes in Edward, but she's worried that he'll slip and fall or that Jacob will do something underhanded to win. I told her that was unlikely; he is a Knight after all. Edward may have been trained by the best, but Jacob can hold his own. The last attack on Camelot proved that.

His reaction over Rosalie was frightening and touching at the same time. I could tell he was worried for his sister and relieved to find out she's still a maid. I honestly don't know what I would have done had I been him, but something along Jasper's lines. I was surprised that he didn't ask Jacob for help; the two of them could have shown Mordred's men what happens when you mess with the women of Camelot. That was one lesson the King instilled in his men: respect for women. He told them we were like jewels and deserved to be treated with care. He wanted to make sure that we were protected. And although I can hold my own, it's nice knowing that there are gentlemen out there.

A light rap at my door brought me out of my musings. "Come in," I said. Victoria entered.

"I'm sorry your highness," she said with a curtsy, "but I seem to have misplaced my sonnets. Did I leave them here the other day?"

I shook my head. "No, I'm sorry. I haven't seen them." She nodded and her face fell. "Why the long face?"

She shrugged. "I was enjoying reading them is all. I love stories of love and betrayals." She walked in and sat down on my chaise.

Come on in, Victoria. Don't let me stop you. I had to stop myself from rolling my eyes at her. She was a good lady-in-waiting, but sometimes had a one-track mind. That seems to be more and more nowadays.

"Are you going to the duel?" she asked me. I nodded and walked to my jewelry case. With my tan colored dress, I wanted something light to stand out from it. I decided on a pearl necklace and ring. Both were simple, yet ladylike.

"I hope everything will be okay."

I turned to look at her. Her blue eyes were warm. "They will be, Victoria. I have seen the outcome. Sir Edward and Sir Jacob will be back to best friends by the time it's over. No blood will be shed and everyone will be happy." I turned back to the mirror and then stopped. "Well, everyone but Jacob that is."

I watched her reflection raise an eyebrow. "Why not Jacob?" Turning my back on the mirror, I walked to the bed and held the dress up. She immediately stood and came over to help me. I raised my arms and she flung my nightdress above my head.

"Isabella has made her choice. She wants Edward," I said as I stepped gingerly into my dress. Victoria helped raise it up my body and through my arms, fastening it in the back.

"Well, if Isabella is taken, then there's more of a chance for you." She fastened the last hook and then stood in front of me.

I smiled. "Victoria, Jacob has no interest in me." I held up my necklace and she fastened it to my neck. Then I moved to the vanity to put my ring on.

"Not now," she said, stepping behind me and brushing a fallen hair off my dress. "Not with Isabella around. But once he realizes it's over then he'll come around." She smiled at me. "I'm sure of it."

I chuckled lightly and walked back to the closet to find shoes. "Like how you were sure you could make Sir Jasper fall in love with you?"

She scowled. "It's not over yet. I have my ways." She sat on my bed and I joined her.

Bringing my right foot up to put my shoe on, I continued. "Face it. Rosalie and Jasper are stronger than ever. I don't think you'll come between them." I put the other shoe on.

Victoria shrugged, her red hair bouncing off her shoulders. "Maybe not, but at least I'm having fun irritating the hell out her."

I shook my head sweetly. "You're impossible." We stood at the same time and she smoothed my dress out.

"I know," she said with a smirk. "And you are absolutely stunning, my lady." She stepped back to admire her "work." "Now, go out there and get yourself a Knight."

Smiling, I reached for my bag. Suddenly another vision struck me. I gripped Victoria's right arm as it became clear. My heart began beating frantically and when I saw it, I cried out.

"No!"

Victoria remained still while the vision was going. As soon as I released my grip on her, she spoke. "What did you see?"

I couldn't answer her at the moment. The vision was so surprising that I could no longer breathe. Taking a few deep breaths, I closed my eyes and tried to slow my rapidly-beating heart down.

Big mistake.

With my eyes closed, the vision repeated. I cried out again as I fell to my knees, my legs no longer able to support my weight. Victoria bent down so she was eye-level.

"My lady, you're trembling. What did you see?"

"I-I have to go," I said rising. I grabbed my bag and flew out the door, Victoria hot on my heels. Our shoes clacked down the hallway and I took the servant's door out as it was closer to the stables. I ignored the questioning look of the stable boy as I ran in, thankful that my horse was already tacked up. I pulled her out of her stall and walked her outside quickly, fastening my bag to the saddle and asking the stable boy for a lift.

Once on, I adjusted myself so I was sitting comfortably and grabbed her reins. A hand shot out and stopped me.

"Please tell me what's going on," Victoria said. Her blue eyes were full of concern. I noticed that she was saddled up and ready to ride with me to the spot of the duel. I nodded at her.

"I'll explain on the way."

With that, I kicked my horse and she took off at a dead run. I knew that both Jacob and Edward had already left and I had to get there quickly. Time was running out.

God, please don't let me be too late!

A/N: Looks like Esme and Alice had the same vision. What is it?

The next chapter is the duel and hopefully you'll get some answers.

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