A/N: Sorry for the wait and short chapter I have been busy and a half. Should be back to a more regular updating process soon

It was impossible really to think of what a girl as young as she, even with her advanced levels of intelligence, could possibly do next. Rosanna had arrived with the three kings to Volterra, Italy, a place that seemed to swing between modern and ancient. The reaction to her arrival was a mix of curious stares and hungry sniffs. The little Halfling would not be intimidated though and she kept her head held high though it was slightly marred by the fact that she was being carried by Aro as though she were still an infant but any amount of protest fell on deaf ears. She guessed that they must have hearing problems since they were so old. A snort came from above her head and Rosanna glanced at her arm, realizing a tad late that Aro's fingers were touching her skin. Oh well, she wasn't apologetic. A rumble shook Aro's chest and Rosanna realized that he was laughing at her. How rude.

When they arrived in a large room with three throne chairs at the back and a drain in the center, Rosanna was unsure what to think. It was very grand and spacious though. A lot better than the, skinny winding hallways that she had just traveled through. Rosanna clutched onto Aro's robes as he shed his cape, a couple of attending vampires whisked it away and she noticed the same happening to Caius and Marcus. Rosanna was settled on Aro's lap as he reclined on the middle throne. She sat up and grasped her toes as she stared in wonder at all of the vampires surrounding the room. A smallish female vampire, whom she recognized as Jane, came to stand on one side of Aro and her brother Alec stood at attention on the other side. She recognized two other Vampires, the one bigger than Uncle Emmett, Felix, and his companion Demetri. Rosanna was feeling content. She breathed in a sigh and a picture of her family flashed through her mind. She wondered if the Kings would ever allow them to visit. A small sniffle escaped her and she immediately felt long, sinewy arms wrap around her waist and draw her gently into Aro's chest. Fortunately, or Un, depending on your point of view, the ache in her heart lessened and her thoughts turned towards a small commotion at the far end of the Great Room. Feelings of anticipation rose sharply in the air and Rosanna tilted her head and sniffed. She smelled…. Humans.