Chapter 13:

BPOV

It's been three months since Edward and I left the Volturi. Three months since the Victoria issue was put to rest forever. And it's been the best three months of my entire existence by far. When we went on my mission, I was nervous that Edward wouldn't let me be the cold hearted killer I've been trained to be. He was surprisingly willing to let me take the lead, a good change from my human days, but he wouldn't let me kill Victoria by myself. He explained, telepathically, that it would allow both of us to get revenge on her if we tag teamed it by killing her together. She was the last, lone, survivor in the force against us and so I agreed.

After the battle was over, I asked what Edward had wanted revenge on Victoria for to which he replied: "Love, she threatened my mate. Despite the fact that I know you can take care of yourself, I still wish to protect you, because I love you. You were made for me, just as I was made for you." We shared another one of our signature lightning kisses before he continued, "If I hadn't have left, then it would have been my venom that changed you. Not hers. That's the way it always should have been, love." I understood what he meant perfectly, and it brought on a wave of vampire tears at the thought that if only Edward had stayed with me, instead of lying to me, he would have changed me himself.

Edward just held me and rocked me in his arms. It's obvious now how much we are meant for each other. I don't have to say anything, he just knows when to hold me, hug me, and kiss me. It's magical how much we connect after so long apart. It breaks my heart to think about how much time we lost those first hundred years. We had found each other, yet we let ourselves lose sight of what was most important and just let each other go. It's a miracle we found each other again.

What would have happened if I hadn't have been a member of the Volturi when Edward went to kill himself? Would I have spent the rest of eternity as a shell of my former self, forever searching for my long lost Edward? There's no doubt in my mind, I would have eventually gone mad and had myself killed as well. There was no Edward without Bella, there was no Bella without Edward. We were Romeo and Juliet in a forever tragic love story, but we are beginning to get our happily ever after. Our second chance at love.

I don't know what Edward has planned for our future together. I will never leave his side again-he knows this. But he hasn't asked me to marry him either. It's getting to the point that pretty soon, I'm just going to ask him instead. We moved in with the Cullens after Edward and I had some time to just be together. Edward still refuses to sleep with me though. He says that he wants to, but only after we solidify our bond. Seriously though, how solid does he want it? It's already unbreakable in my mind and in my heart. Alice keeps telling me to be patient and that it's so close that she has the invitations addressed. She won't give me any hints and she won't let me see my own wedding dress. It's kind of a pain, but it's Alice. You get used to it after a couple hundred years (or so they tell me). Emmet still teases me non-stop, but he's like Felix, he's the big brother I never had but always wanted. Esme fills the role as my mother perfectly. With Renee, I always had to be the responsible one, with Esme I get to do what I want. Which is usually to spend the entire day in Edwards embrace surrounded by the wild flowers of a meadow similar to the one we went to in Forks. It's a beautiful place and every time we come here I fall deeper in love with him. Hell, I fall deeper in love every time I see or think about him. He's perfect for me.

I was pulled out of my thoughts by one word, "Love," our eyes meet and Edward brushes a strand of hair behind my ear before leaning down to lightly kiss just below my earlobe. "It's time we started heading back, I have a surprise for you in our room." I raise my eyebrow but he doesn't elaborate any further. Instead he infuriates me by kissing me until I'm worked up enough to miss him pulling me to my feet where he grabs my hand and we run back in the direction of the house.

Upon arriving, we immediately run up the stairs to our third floor bedroom that was right next door to my second favorite room in the house: the vast Cullen library, filled with classics galore. If I wasn't with Edward in our room, or in the new meadow, I was in the library. Edward often joined me there as well, it seems that after such a long time apart we can barely stand being away from each other for a matter of minutes.

As we enter the room that Esme and Alice fashioned to be a replica of my room in Volterra except for a few changes such as; the walls were now a cobalt blue color, and Edward had insisted that they install a window seat, perfect for cuddling up and reading a good book, even though the library was literally next door, it was perfect for both of us. Edward still had his music collection against the wall of course, but with my having a love for music as well, it was no problem accepting that into our room right away. The bed was the same though; the gold surrounded by dark, iron roses. It was the perfect sanctuary for me and for Edward.

He leads me to the bed where I promptly sit down and he hurries to the safe in the closet that even I've never seen the inside of, nor do I know the combination. Then he hurries back to me and looks me in the eyes before sliding down, onto one knee.

"I come from a different era. Things were a lot less complicated. And if I would have met you back then, I would have courted you. We'd have taken chaperoned strolls, and iced tea on the porch. I may have stolen a kiss or two. Only after asking your fathers permission, I would have gotten down on one knee, and I would have presented you with a ring. But your father is no longer here for me to ask and it's not very appealing for us to want to drink iced tea. Never the less, this ring was my mother's.Isabella Swan, I promise to love you every moment, forever. Would you do me the extraordinary honor if marrying me?"

At that moment, I wanted to say all the gooey stuff that I had read in the previously mentioned classics I had read. I wanted to shock him with the full force of the love I had for him. Instead, I simply replied by launching myself into his arms and kissed him before pulling away and whispering in his ear, "Yes, beloved, nothing would please me more."

AN-Hey guys! Sorry, I've kinda been out of commission lately with a dislocated pinky and a couple broken bones in my palm that make typing difficult. Never the less, here is the newest addition to Princess Isabella di Volturi! I hope that you are just as excited as me! Just one more chapter to go!

If you haven't checked out my other story, I would be honored if you followed me there as well as to the next story that has been running around in my head. I appreciate all of you who have reviewed thus far and hope that you continue.

Thanks,

Rachel

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