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Hi there everyone!
So there were a few questions in the reviews so here goes:

Why is Rosalie so cold?

she's very protective of her family, and BElla is a Volturi. So Rosalie's first response is be cold and standofish, until she is sure she can trust someone.
don't worry she'll mellow out over the next few chapters :)

Will there be an EPOV?

Yes there will, it will be a while though, but keep reading and eventually everyting Edward is doing will be explained in his own POV :)

As always I hope you keep reading and enjoying, and let me know what you think by leaving a review!

Chapter 5 - I'm getting Married... Who'd have thought?

I spent the next few hours being poked and prodded as Rosalie and Angela got me ready for the ceremony. First they forced me into the shower, with strict instructions to wash then condition my hair and rub my entire body with a scented lotion. I had barely rinsed everything off when the knock on the door had sounded telling me to dry off and get into a robe.

I did as I was told.

As soon as the robe closed around me, the door opened and Rosalie walked in with her arms filled with bags of make up and hair torture devices. She pointed to a chair that was in front of the vanity in the bathroom and I sat down in it demurely.

Angela came into the room next, her arms equally as full as Rosalie's had been. They set their things down and started work. I closed my eyes and let them do what they had to do. I didn't speak and only answered their questions with yes or no, or I don't know. They soon got the hint and left me to my own musings.

Rosalie worked on my hair, pulling it this way and that and using many of the devices she had brought in with her. I didn't know what it was doing to my hair, but the oils and lotions she was using made my hair smell great.

Angela was working on my face. Her hands gentle yet firm as she turned my head this way or that and applied lotion after lotion before starting the make-up. When they finally stepped away, they told me to open my eyes. I did and was faced with my own image in the mirror. Angela and Rosalie were flanking me grinning widely.

I blinked at my reflection. Then blinked again. I couldn't believe it. Was that me?

My hair was shiny and looked amazing, it was pulled away from my face into a half updo, with the rest curled elegantly and falling gracefully past my shoulders. My face was bright, my cheeks were rosy and my eyes looked impossibly bright. I couldn't believe the girl in the mirror was me.

I looked beautiful.

Angela took my hand and pulled me into the bedroom. On the bed was an elegant dress. It was nothing like the bulky corset dresses that Aro had preffered in his court. This seemed modern. I touched the material reverently. It was smooth to my touch and felt lovely. I looked at Angela.

'Put on some undergarments and we'll help you into the dress.' She said, smiling kindly at me. She realized something was going on with me. The last she had seen me I was still in favour at Aro's court. But in the past fifity odd years I had changed from the girl she had known. Years of abuse and punishment would do that to a person. Angela had noticed the difference, but thankfully she was giving me space today. I was sure I was in for it tomorrow though.

I nodded to her and she left the room. I turned to the closet and opened the door. My mouth dropped open. It was a walk in closet. There were rows upon rows of clothes. Even in my time as favourite I had never had this much available to me. I opened a few drawers and found socks, panty hose, bra's, underwear… it was like a complete mall. There was a rack filled with shoes at the back and I stared at them in awe.

I wuickly shook myself out of it, remembering Rosalie and Angela were waiting for me, and selected a lovely pair of black silk underwear and a matching bra. I pulled my robe back on and headed back into the bedroom. Angela and Rosalie were there. Rosalie had the dress in her hands.

'Take off the robe.' Rosalie said.

I did as she said.

Then she stepped over and carefully slipped the dress over my head. The material felt feather light against my skin. It slipped easily over my head with Rosalie's help. The small straps settled on my shoulders and the rest of the material flowed down to the ground. The dress was a lovely emerald colour, deep and dark and rich. The neckline was low, but not obscenely so. I had chosen a good bra, because my cleavage look great.

Rosalie stepped behind me and zipped the dress up, cinching me in, but not making me uncomfortable. Rosalie fluffed up my hair and made sure it fell right over the dress. Angela was putting some bracelets and other jewelry around my wrist and neck.

Finally they stepped back and gave me a once over.

'She's ready.' Rosalie said, giving a rare smile.

I smiled back tentatively and glanced down at myself. I was adorned with gold jewelry, there were several different sized bracelets dangeling from both of my wrists. There was a gold necklace with a diamond pendulum that rested between my breasts. The gold and the green went together beautifully.

'Thank you.' I said in a soft voice. I hadn't felt this beautiful or special in a long time.

But then I remembered what it was for. Like a bucket of cold water thrown on me, I stopped looking down at the dress and lifted my head up again, leaving my eyes downcast. I took a deep breath.

Angela stepped closer to me, while Rosalie stepped away. 'Are you okay Bella?' she asked her voice soft and caring.

I looked up at her.

Her golden eyes were still strange to me, but I knew angela. She had been my friend. I gave a small nod. 'I'm fine.' I said, but I knew she wasn't convinced.

Rosalie reappeared though before she could press her case. A pair of heels in her hands. 'These will go great with this dress.' She said.

She knelt down in front of me and helped me into the shoes. They were at least 5 inches high. I swallowed. I had never walked in heels this high. They were strappy sandal type heels, with gold bands running around my ankle and across my feet. Rosalie slid my foot into the shoe and did up the bands, securing the shoe to my foot. Then she repeated the process with the other before stepping back.

I paced around the room for a moment, getting used to the feeling.

'Have you never walked in heels before?' Rosalie asked, her eyebrow raised sceptically as she watched me stumble across the smooth floor.

I nodded. 'I have worn 2 inch heels, but that was a while ago. And they had been nothing like this.' I said.

Rosalie and Angela shared a look but left me to get comfortable and used to the shoes. They encouraged me to walk around the entire suite to get used to different surfaces.

By the time a knock sounded at the doors I was relatively comfortable in them. At least I managed to walk around without stumbling every few steps. I was still a bit unsteady on my feet, but I was sure I could fake it.

I opened the door without thinking and saw Emmett standing on the other side dressed in a tux.

'Ms Swan.' He said surprised. 'You shouldn't open your own door.'

I quickly looked behind me to see Rosalie and Angela staring at me with frowns.

'Sorry.' I mumbled stepping back from the door. Emmett smiled and gave me a once over.

'You look beautiful.' he said. Then he held out his hand to me. I took it and stepped into he hallway with him.

Angela and Rosalie stepped out behind me and closed the doors to me rooms.

'The ceremony will be in the entry hall.' Emmett explained to me. 'It will be about half an hour. You will walk down the stairs with me, your ladies will follow. Then you will walk past your new people and at the end Edward will take your hand from me. The ceremony master will take over and he will tell you when you have to repeat after him. nothing fancy, nothing hard. After that Edward will escort you into the library where you both will receive guests and congratulations. After an hour there will be a procession to lead you and Edward to his quarters before you will be left alone together for the next 12 hours. Then your ladies will come and return you to your own room. '

I swallowed hard. 12 hours? Alone? With him? What could we possibly be doing during all that time?

I struggled to keep my face neutral, but my hand tightened on Emmett's in distress. Emmett noticed and pulled us to a stop.

'Ms Swan… Bella…' he said looking at me with that kind look. 'No one will hurt you here. You're safe and you have nothing to fear from Edward.'

I nodded once, but couldn't meet his gaze. Everyone had been kind so far, no one had threatened me, although Rosalie had been a little standoffish. There was nothing to really make me fear anything. But Edward… he made me fearful. I wasn't sure how to act around him. I wasn't sure what to make of him. He made me feel on edge.

Emmett squeezed my hand once, then pulled it through his arm and started walking.

We reached the stairs and I became aware of soft music flowing through the room below. There were hushed conversations but as we appeared at the top of the stairs the conversations stopped. The music changed and Emmett led me down the stairs in time with the music.

I kept my eyes firmly on my feet, knowing I would trip down the stairs in these shoes otherwise.

As soon as my feet touched the floor and I looked up, the murmurs started in the crowd again. Emmett led me through the crowds of people who parted for us. I tried to keep my face blank, and a friendly smile on my face, but I was quite overwhelmed with how many there were. Had they invited every vampire in their coven for this?

Their eyes raked over me, each pair of eyes varying shades of orange or gold and filled with judgement. I shivered once. I really hoped that Emmett had been telling the truth that they only drank from animals, otherwise I knew I wouldn't last the night here with so many yellow-eyed vampires looking at me so hostily. The last of the vampires parted and there stood Edward, next to a man with short blonde hair and a gentle smile on his face.

Edward had been speaking quietly to him, but as the crowds parted to reveal Emmett and me, he stared at me, his mouth slightly opened. I quickly cast my eyes down again. Edward had been handsome in his slacks and sweater, but in a full tux… Man he was gorgeous. And I couldn't afford to think about him like that. He had made it abundantly clear I was not, nor ever going to be, his mate. No matter what official titles were bestowed upon me after this ceremony. He already had his bed full and didn't need me.

I was just a means to an end for him. A means to get Aro off his back. That was all.

I kept repeating that over and over as Ememtt took my hand and placed it in Edwards. I couldn't help but shudder as spraks flew up my arm from where his hand gripped mine. I couldn't meet his gaze. I didn't want to see the disdain his his eyes as looked at me, or the distance in them as he probably imagined me to be Tanya. He was probably wishing he could do this with her, not me.

The ceremony master started speaking, but I had trouble following him, I was acutely aware of Edward standing beside me. Every minute shift of his weight registered in my mind like a beacon. When it came to the pledges Edward's voice cut through the room like lightening it seemed. My gaze stayed firmly locked on our hands though. He repeated the words dutifully, but there was something in his voice. Something I couldn't place, but was sure couldn't be good. It made me feel cold, and I struggled to supress another shudder.

The ceremony master turned to me and recited the same words for me to repeat.

'I Isabella Marie Swan Volturi, hereby declare that you Edward Anthony Cullen are my Master and Mate. Joined together from this day forth until the ends of time. I join your coven willingly and freely and accept the role and title of Coven Mistress. I hereby revoke all previous loyalties and declare that the Cullen Coven will be my new home and defend it accordingly.' I ended the speech with a curtsey and the crowd started whispering again.

I still couldn't look Edward in the eye.

'I hereby present your Coven Master and Mistress.' The man said, speaking to the crowd.

Edward turned us towards the crowd and pulled me along to start walking. The crowd was clapping politely as we passed through. Some were speaking along the way to Edward, but I made sure to keep my eyes on the floor. We processed slowly through the crowd until we ended up in the library. 1

Edward wasted no time dropping my hand as if it was something dirty. Tanya wasted no time either, and my humiliation was complete.

She sauntered into the room and immediately warpped herself around him. He did the same. She pressed her lips against his and he allowed it. With me standing right beside them. He allowed her to kiss him, in front of everyone of his covenmates.

I knew he was a dick, I knew he didn't care for me and hadn't wanted me in the first place… but this?

I hadn't imagined humiliation like this. Or pain like this. To be embarrassed in front of people that were now officially my subordinates, to be put so thoroughly in my place in front of each and everyone of them… It hurt worse than any punishment Aro had put me through.

I wanted to run, to leave and never look back. But Marcus' threat resounded in the back of my mind. I couldn't leave. They would hunt me down and starve me for years, I was certain of it.

So I kept standing demurely off to the side, my eyes downcast as I desperately tried to ignore them as best I could, even as the first other covenmates started filing into the room.

Edward apparently started realizing that this was hardly appropriate, and he pushed Tanya away from him softly, giving her a smile and putting her hair behind her ear. He then leaned in and whispered something in her ear. She beamed up at him and nodded, before sauntering away again.

I looked at Edward. As if feeling my gaze on him, his eyes locked with mine. I tried to keep my face impassive, but somehow I was sure he could see the pain in my eyes. He frowned and started to open his mouth to say something, but the first covenmates were upon us, wishing us happiness and prosperity. I broke eye contact and returned my eyes to the floor as I nodded and accepted the well wishes of the others.

We spent an hour like that. Me standing silently by his side, eyes locked firmly on the ground. He was talking and laughing with the vampires that swarmed around us. A glass of something was pushed into my hand at one point and Edward warned me with his eyes to drink it and not do anything to make a scene. I obediently did as he wanted. I sipped the drink and frowned at the taste of it. It wasn't exactly pleasant. But also not that bad. I swallowed the thick liquid wondering what it was exactly but not daring to ask anyone.

Before the glass was empty, Edward took it from my hands, took my hand in his and started pulling me along the rows of vampires again. The crowds parted for us as we made our way back to the hallway. Whenever we left a room, the vampires which had been in there started following after us. As we made our way through the entry hall we'd gathered quite a following.

The music picked up again and we slowly made our way up the stairs under the watchful eye of the rest of the vampires. Thankfully they stayed downstairs, only Rosalie, Angela and Emmett were slowly trailing behind us up the stairs. Edward turned right this time and we headed across the vide while the crowd watched our every move.

Emmett stopped following us at the top of the stairs, only Angela and Rosalie were behind us now. We walked into a similar hallway to the one that lead to my roomr. There was a similar set of doors at the end of this hallway.

Angela stopped at the beginning of the hallway.

Rosalie trailed after me. Edward finally stopped in front of the doors. He cast a glance behind him, nodding once to Rosalie before opening the door and stepping back.

I glanced back at Rosalie as well, who gave me a small smile, before turning around and walking back out of the hallway.

I took a steadying breath and stepped into the room.