WARNING: RATED M AGAIN! I'm so sorry!
Renesmee's POV
Life seemed complicated with all the decisions I had made over the years filled with regrets that seemed endless.
I sat on a stool facing the mirror with disgust. My hair went completely strange with no explanation that traced my mind. I sighed with unsatisfactory but I gave up on trying to improve it.
I couldn't believe that Bella was here in Emmett's kingdom. Why didn't Prince Jasper come with her? Was he afraid that I would try to infatuate him? Or did Bella convince him to stay because of me? Either way, I ended up with no results.
It amazed me that Prince Jacob hasn't marched all the way up here to shoot King Emmett yet. I knew that he was engaged to Alice, but he told me he would never give trying to get me to say yes to the proposal. I wondered how he was with her and if Alice sexually gave in to Jacob's little games. It wouldn't have surprised me knowing who Alice was but it would surprise me if he marries her. How could he anyway? Princess Alice doesn't want the physical love to overrule the marriage like he would. They were opposites in their views of love so how could they survive in a marriage?
I couldn't believe I was going to marry King Emmett. He may have bewitched me during the nights in his chambers, but the mornings were always remained content with the emotions remaining a mystery. I knew that I wasn't attracted to Emmett the way he was attracted to me, which made me feel pathetic. I wasn't even in love with him so I knew I was being awfully mean to him. I fooled him because I had to masquerade on my own to Jasper that I was a happily married queen. Prince Jasper was in love with me so he couldn't let his pretty little whore hypnotized him anymore. He had to let out his anger and jealousy.
Even though I knew King Emmett would never give me his consent, I had to get rid of Bella. It was the only way for Prince Jasper to earn up the hurt I had felt for a year now. I didn't know when or how, but I promised myself that it would happen no matter what.
King Emmett entered with a glare that horrified me. He slammed the door behind him to make me wince next to my mirror. "You couldn't have been a little nicer," he growled.
I sighed, feeling annoyed to repeat things over and over again. "I can't be nice to her after what she did."
He scoffed. "But that doesn't mean you had to completely humiliate her during supper. Look, I don't know if that was your intention to hurt her during supper or what your revenge game is but I'm sick of your hatred towards her! "
I stood up, holding my fists together to hold onto my anger. "I thought you were on my side! What happened to that? You're my fiancé, not hers! I need support and you're not getting me any!"
He walked closer to me until he was an inch away from me. "I don't want to be part of it. The engagement will be over if you continue your informal behavior."
I went up to his ears, placing my lips very close to his ears. "Let it be over." I stood normally again as I saw his astonished look on his face.
He shook his head constantly. "You never really loved me."
"No, I never did. So I'll leave and take a nice visit to see someone who will be anxious to see me," I grinned.
He looked hurt with veins popping in his forehead. "Go ahead and leave but you can never return. If you do, I'll make sure the guards cut your neck and fetch me the head as a display in my kingdom, give every bone in your body to every dog in my kingdom and the blood to every starving villager. You betrayed me so I exiled you out of my kingdom. Now, leave!"
"But what about my clothes?" I protested.
He growled. "I don't give a damn about your clothes!" He threw the chair next to a bed at the wall next to me. I hesitated, feeling relieved that it didn't hit me. I ran out of the room with a scream that escaped out of my lips without a thought. I ran down the stairs with my hand pressed lightly against the handrail to prevent myself from fainting. I was so scared of him that my legs were wobbling when I pushed the door to exit out of the palace.
I ran on the path, feeling the agony in my feet with my shoes squeezing my toes. I was unable to breathe until I heard a neigh from the stables on my left side. I turned towards that way as I ran towards the horse.
When I approached the horse, I immediately hopped on, kicking the horse's ribcage to gallop. The horse started to gallop, taking me away from the monster's palace quickly. The horse took me through the crowded village with villagers staring at me with confusion.
Minutes later, I felt relieved to get out of the village. Now I had to find Prince Jacob's palace before he was about to marry Princess Alice. My heart started to beat quickly with the thought of his arms surrounding me. I knew I was tricking my emotions by ignoring the adoration I felt for Prince Jacob.
I followed a mistress up the stairs a week later from my exile to Jacob's chambers. The endless travel developed blisters underneath my feet that ached every time I took a step. My back ached as well from arching my back forward for several hours on horseback with an adamant horse that refused to move.
A kind family let me stay at the cottage until the morning by offering their guest room. When I woke up and looked in the mirror, I noticed the dark circles underneath my eyes from exhaustion. But that was also the morning when I threw up for the first times in years from eating an apple I found from a tree before I left. I found it peculiar but I let go of my confusion and continued my journey.
I painfully walked through the hallways, following the mistress. "Renesmee?" I heard a familiar voice. My jaw broke open when I realized whom it was. It was Alice. I turned around to see her behind me with mistresses behind her. Did she marry Prince Jacob? I didn't see any ring on her finger so that answered my question. She smiled, walking towards me.
She surprisingly gave me a hug that gave me confusion. Why did I deserve a hug? I knew she didn't hate me, but she must have heard of the engagement between Emmett and me. "It's so great to see you."
We broke away from the hug. "Alice how's Prince Jacob?"
She looked down, biting her lip. She looked up again with sorrow in her eyes. "Prince Jacob refuses to see me. When he heard of the engagement between you and King Emmett, he took out his anger to rape Lady Roslyn, who is now in one of the guest room. She's with child and now Prince Jacob is too ashamed to see anyone."
I was too shocked to speak. Prince Jacob was angry about the engagement? That means that he…never gave up on his word. He was still going to try to win my heart because he still loves me. "Do you think he'll see me?"
She shrugged. "You can try, but just be careful. I don't you to be involve the same incident as Lady Roslyn."
I nodded, walking towards his chambers with a spring of apprehension in my nerves. After hearing what Alice said, I felt less confident. One of the mistresses knocked on the door. "Who is it?" I heard him growled on the other side of the door.
"It's Lady Brown and Princess Renesmee, your majesty," she told him. "Princess Renesmee would like to speak to you."
I heard him give in a heavy sigh. "Alright, sent her in." The mistress looked at me, gesturing me to go inside. I twisted the knob on the door as I heard Lady Brown leave my presence. I opened the door, entering side with my legs starting to wobble.
I walked through his room, noticing the papers scattered around the floor and his quills out of place on his desk. I heard footsteps echoing through the room from the hard floor. I turned my heard towards the noise to see Prince Jacob walking towards me. To my astonishment, he looked quite casual. I noticed a slight mustache underneath his nose that made him a little more…sensuous than I remembered. His black hair was a littler longer than the last time I saw him that went down to his neck, forming slight waves. I tried to remember the last time I saw him. It was when he proposed to me on the lawn outside of his palace but when? I supposed that didn't matter.
"Aren't you supposed to be at your wedding right now?" he snarled, looking like he wanted to throw up with the thought.
I shook my head. "No, I never loved him. I was disgusted by him and his love for my sister that he never agreed with me on my opinions."
He walked closer to me with his eyes never leaving mine. When he was an inch away from me, he placed his thumb on my chin with a grin on his face. "I'm glad you said that."
"But that doesn't mean I'm rightfully yours. I still haven't said yes to your proposal," I protested. "I have to ask why you raped Lady Roslyn."
He inhaled through his nostrils with his expression saddened. "Because I was dissatisfied with you going to marry King Emmett. He doesn't know you—"
"And you do?" I challenged.
"More than he did. Renesmee, you know that I love you and I would do anything for you. Let me prove that you if you don't believe me."
Did he just say anything? I knew he would be the right person for my revenge. I grinned mischievously. "Anything?"
He nodded. "Anything. I'll sent Princess Alice home if you're angry at her or I'll kill King Emmett if he ever hurt you."
I placed my hand on his cheek, giving him a sly smile. "How about we form a little compromise? I'll marry you and bare children with you if you do a little favor for me."
"What would you like me to do?" he asked me.
"I would like you to kill Queen Bella," I told him boldly.
He raised his thick long eyebrow. "Why? I thought you were over—"
"Prince Jacob, I feel uncomfortable to know that she's alive and going to marry Prince Jasper," I told him. "But after that, you and I can live in this palace as king and queen for the rest of our lives."
He frowned. "I don't see the point of killing her. If it weren't for her, you wouldn't be with me. Instead, you would be with Prince Jasper and I know that it wouldn't make you happy. You need to stop wanting your vengeance and think of things that you were blessed with like being alive."
"It's our compromise so take it or I'll leave through these doors," I threatened. I knew that it was the only way for him to accept the compromise without any difficulty. I leaned towards him to press my lips against his, closing my eyes to make it more romantic. I wrapped my arms around his neck with one of my legs wrapped around his waist to press his body against mine. He kissed me back with his tongue entering into my mouth to slither all around my mouth. I lifted my other leg to wrap it on the other side of his waist, feeling his hands hold me against my spine.
We stopped to catch our breath, looking down at him with my head raised higher than his. He smiled, making his smile reflect mine. "Alright, when do you want to find her?"
"After we get married," I answered him. "I don't want it to make it obvious."
"Are you sure? Then you won't have the ability for him to get you into his arms." He smirked, laughing at me.
I rolled my eyes. "Alright, if that's what you want."
He laughed at me, giving me a peck on my lips with his. "No, that's what you want."
"I don't need to marry Prince Jasper. I just want him to feel what I felt when he left me for that whore who's still in King Emmett's palace, I assume."
He raised his eyebrow skeptically. "Are you sure? Because after we get married, you're not allowed to lie to me anymore."
"Would I ever lie to you?" I whispered seductively in his ear. He was still holding me up with my legs wrapped around his waist as he walked closer to his bed. I nibbled on his ear, licking it with my tongue with my lips sucking on it. He groaned, holding me tighter when I felt his hands crawl downwards. I looked down to see that he was getting his pants off, leaving only his white breeches ripped my dress off quickly with the adrenaline kicking in. I helped him take off my corset, feeling relieved that I was able to breathe fully again. I took off his vest, trying to slip it off him and fortunately I did. I tried to unbutton his shirt with his lips pressed against mine. His eyes were closed while mine remained open until I finally unbuttoned every button on his shirt. The shirt collapsed onto the ground next to my corset.
When we approached his bed, he placed me down to rip off my dress. I moaned when he grabbed my breast aggressively, kissing or biting my neck. He stopped to look into my eyes, lying on top of me with the feeling of his cotton breeches on my thighs. I was naked with my dress and my corset on the floor. He placed his mouth onto my breast to suck on my nipples painfully, circulating them with his finger tips. I moaned, trying to escape the pain by moving back but he was strong enough to keep me in place on the bed. He scrolled down his body to my stomach and then to my sheath. He nibbled on it, making me squirm in response. I kept hesitating, somehow making me feel relaxed. He slid back onto me with our stomachs touching each other's. He looked at me again and smiled. "You will but I'll force you not to."
I grinned mischievously. "How?" He growled like a wild cat, seductively kissing my chest. He lowered down again to playfully bite my stomach with his fingers massaging my waist. I giggled, squirming side to side. I heard him chuckling as he continued to tickle me. "Jacob, don't forget that you have a guest in this palace."
He stared at me with his hands on top of my stomach to untie his breeches. "Don't worry I haven't. " He began to thrust me with our moans sounding like a harmony. I kept trying for him to back away but he lifted my leg up, keeping them around his waist. I closed my eyes, pressing my lips against his with intensity. He slithered his tongue in my mouth with his mouth molding into different positions. We gasped, sighing when he collapsed onto his back. I went on top of him, sitting on top of his stomach to display myself to him. I grinned playfully as I gently got onto my stomach. I scrolled my body down towards his penis. Before I knew it, I began to suck on it seductively, hearing his groans in the background. A minute later, I collapsed onto the bed next to him. He turned around and smiled at me again. "Now you have to marry me."
I laughed, still trying to catch my breath. "I told you I would."
There was a pause with our eyes observing each other. "You look beautiful," he complimented. I went onto my side to face him as he did the same. He leaned in to press his lips against mine but we released two seconds later.
"You're better than Emmett," I tried to come up with a compliment to match his. I felt comfortable but I still felt self-conscious being around him naked.
He raised his eyebrow. "I didn't know that it was a contest."
"I wasn't but it's the truth," I admitted. "I guess I was trying to say that I love you."
"No you don't," he said without any anger in his voice. "Don't say something you're not sure about."
"I am sure," I pressed my lips against his, placing my breast against his chest. "How would you like me to prove it to you?"
He hummed. "Well…I was just thinking and well…I don't see your point on the whole vengeance. If you truly love me, you'll say you'll let it go."
Somehow I knew he was going to say that. I guess no one truly understood my hatred towards that situation. "Alright, I suppose I'll try. Is that enough?"
He shrugged. "I suppose for now. So darling when would you like to get married?"
I smiled. I liked it when he said 'darling'. "Sooner the better. I can hardly wait to be a bride."
He kissed me, rolling me onto my back. He was lying on top of me again with his tongue reuniting with mine. I held him closer to me, unwilling to let go of him without a fight. He stopped to look at me, getting rid of the strains of hair in front of my face. "You know I love you right?"
I hummed innocently with a grin. "No I didn't know that. I love you too."
He grinned, knowing that I was just being playful. "By curiosity, what made you want to marry King Emmett?"
I rolled my eyes. I couldn't believe he was going to ask that question, but since he was going to be my fiancé, he old me I couldn't lie to him anymore. "We had an agreement similar to the one I wanted to arrange with you, but it was somehow different. He didn't want to marry me so we used each other to create a false marriage. One night, he unexpectedly invited me to his chambers and we…" he nodded, knowing what I was talking about so I continued, "and in the morning, I felt rather strange. I ignored him because I figured he thought it was wonderful. The next day, I thought he would have gotten over that night but he didn't. He told me that he felt something extraordinary so he invited to his chambers again. A week later, he said he loved me and I tried to swallow the words because I didn't feel them but I lied and said I loved him too. So he wanted for us to get married but I never stop thinking about Prince Jasper. I kept forcing myself to have him on my mind when I came to Emmett's chambers, making a visual in my mind of him to endure the feeling. But one night, it wasn't Prince Jasper's visual I was thinking about: it was yours. Somehow, Emmett thought I was more aggressive and I couldn't stop thinking about you since. That's why I came here."
"So you don't love Prince Jasper anymore?" he asked me, trying to get all the information I told him.
I shook my head. "Not like I thought I did. The truth is I never really loved him."
"Well you made a good impression of it," he retorted. "What made you brought your mind to it?"
"What do you mean?"
"Why did you think you were attracted to him?" he asked me.
I gave him a small smile. "He gave my flowers and this golden ink that was absoutley beautiful."
He scoffed, turing it into laughter. "Presents? He gave you a present and you thought you were in love with him?"
"That and for once—I—I wanted to have something Bella didn't," I stuttered, feeling ridiculous that I said it
He raised his eyebrows. "You're jealous of your sister?"
I sighed. "Oh I have always been. She was the oldest and the prettiest. She was even proposed to when she was ten and it was from the Prince of Egypt that quoted this: "You're the prettiest flower in my garden. Let me cherish you by taking care of you for the rest of your life before you wilt and perish". She thought it was nauseating but I thought it was the most beautiful thing I have ever heard. Of course she refused and upset the prince. Luckily he's married now but it was something that always reached my mind everyday. I have never forgotten it because I hoped it was something that Prince Jasper will one day say to me."
He kissed my cheek. "Renesmee, you are beautiful. To be honest, I would never marry Bella even if she wanted me to."
"What about Alice?" I brought up. I had to know what he thought about her before I would marry him.
"What about her?"
"How do you feel about her? You once told me that you were in love with two women. Is that still true?" I asked him.
"I thought I did like you with Jasper. We are both fools in the same way. I realized the day I found about Lady Roslyn that I could never make Alice happy. I know I can never fully make you happy, but with you I want to try. Besides, I think Princess Alice will be happier with Prince Seth," he admitted.
"We are fools," I agreed. "But fools in love."
He kissed the top of my nose. "You can say you're in love with me?"
I kissed him on his moist lips. "Without difficulty. I was always in love with you but I was distracted by Prince Jasper."
"Then why did you brake my heart by getting engaged with King Emmett? You knew I would never gave up on you."
I shrugged. "I don't even know anymore but that's over. Can I ask you to do something?"
"You know you can."
I leaned in closer to him. "Can you make love to me again?"
He smiled, scooping his hands underneath my chin, giving me a passionate kiss. He released the kiss with a smile. "I thought you would never ask."
A/N: I know that it was long but I couldn't resist :)
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