That was the last Rosanna heard on the subject. For the next few months she learned the ends and outs of the Castle, for that was the best name she had for the building, was set up with a tutor to refine her learning skills, worked her way through half of the Library, took lessons on her Trumpet and danced in the Halls, the Garden's and the Great Room when she had free time. Everyone in the Castle seemed to be delighted with her. To Rosanna's amazement they catered to her every whim and desire. The look on Caius's face when he walked in on the tea party she was throwing with Felix, Demetri, Alec, and several stuffed animals! He did agree that salmon pink perfectly complimented Alec's complexion. He didn't agree that baby powder pink complimented his.

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Rosanna's first birthday came and went, supplemented by presents from the Guard, A promise ring from her Kings, and they even allowed a box of cards and presents from her family. They were doing well, all things considered, and missed her very much. Momma, Dad and Renesmee also sent over a little family album. The pictures not only included family but also many members of their allies since they had been around for her first months of life. Aro was lit with some disapproval though, when he saw a single picture of the Romanians', Vladimir and Stefan, that had managed to be slipped in without the duo's knowledge that the picture had been taken. He couldn't say anything, however, because Rosanna had suddenly hugged the album to her chest and decided to hide in his robes for the rest of the day. 'Silence is the better part of Valor' he thought as he comforted his homesick child.

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Four years went by of the Seven that was to be Rosanna's childhood. Her growth had slowed somewhat but already she had the body and stature of a twelve-year-old girl. Her level of intelligence too, was far advanced beyond both ages and she quickly bored of Her tutors' lessons. Realizing this, her Kings went to great lengths to search for one that could meet her needs and at the same time be discreet and have the utmost loyalty. Rosanna often spent her time these days watching them debate over the best and worst qualities of each possible candidate, the arguments were often loud and fierce sounding but her Kings' tempers cooled as quickly as they flared, with each other at least, and seemed to be getting them nowhere. Eventually they agreed to disagree and the search abated for a few days while they came up with a new plan. It turned out, however, that the answer was right under their noses. Literally.

It was feeding time and, as was the norm, Rosanna was waiting, impatiently cradled on the lap of one of her King's. This time it was Caius who had his arms around her both cuddling and restraining the wriggling Halfling. Rosanna never liked to wait for her food for very long and the Volturi had soon realized this when she had nearly bit the finger off of one of the Guard who had tried to distract her once with a game.

"She's almost here." Aro murmured out loud for Rosanna's benefit, her ears being of poorer quality than theirs. The Halfling huffed and Caius brought his finger up to her lips and she gnawed on it frustratingly until the Great Doors opened and the humans were brought in. Aro stood up and spoke quickly.

"Welcome friends, to Volterra!"

Quick as a flash, Felix, who brought the Kings' and Queen their food before taking his own, hauled out the freshest of the group and pushed them to their knees in front of them. Rosanna set her sights on a seventeen-year-old girl in a blue and white uniform. She pressed her fingers to the girl's cheek and watched with half-lidded eyes as her fright seeped away to tranquility.

Afterwards, as the Guard was cleaning up the mess Rosanna looked over the teenager's body, interested in her uniform now that her hunger was out of the way. Her keen eyes picked out the corner of a paper in the girl's pocket and she picked it up. It was a brochure for some place called Ms. Hattey's Boarding School for Girls. Rosanna's eyes widened as she read through it and she whirled around and launched herself at the closest King, Marcus, in excitement.

"I've found it! The solution to our tutor problem!" She shoved the brochure into Marcus's face eagerly. He peeled it from his nose and glanced over the writing quickly.

"A Boarding School?" He muttered softly to himself. Aro and Caius drifted towards them curiously.

"Yes! It would solve our problems don't you think? I'll still be getting an education but it has large grounds, a town and even other girls my age!" All three King's stared at her. "Well, my physical age at least." She amended, "Oh please! Can I go!? Can I!?" All three of the Volturi were powerless when Rosanna decided to pull the Puppy Dog Pout but there was still one last issue.

"It's all the way in England."

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A/N: I decided that I would continue this in a different vein. Rosanna is now at the age (Sort of) Where school is a possibility and I thought that might be a good ground to generate more ideas. I am going to continue it in this story but I might separate it out later when I find a good ending for this story.