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Now on with the story! It's a Royalward story. This is a Chapter Update from the original to remove most of the mistakes.

Royal Love chapter 2

Edward POV.

It was 11:40am on Wednesday 4th February, when we landed at London City Airport's private runway. Before the private planes steps were even fully down we were all out of our seats waiting to get off. With a quick thank you to the pilot, we left the plane and were quickly ushered to the helicopter that was waiting to take us to Buckingham Palace.

The news had been broken to the press and therefore the world that our grandmother had died about four hours into our flight back to London. I literally sat there in my chair and watched as my computer screen burst with news of her passing. There wasn't one mean word said. Everything I read was in the utter most respect for the amazing women that was my grandmother. She was the second longest monarch to have ruled this country at 82, she was an amazing women. She lived through the Second World War, became Queen when she was twenty-five years old after my great-grandfathers sudden passing.

It's hard to believe that my great-grandfather passed away fifty-seven years ago on the 6th of this month, and now my grandmother, his daughter, passes away almost to the date. It was incredibly hard to believe really. My father was declared King almost six hours after she passed away, but I know that at this moment in time, he wouldn't care whatsoever.

I had just climbed into the helicopter after Jasper and it took off before I even had my safety belt fastened. None of us had spoken much in the past 22-23 hours. Just a few words here and there, but the mood was mostly sombre.

As the copter got closer to Buckingham Palace, I started to notice more and more traffic towards the palace. With a frown I concentrated on looking out the window, and as we got closer I couldn't help the gasp that escaped me.

"What? Edward what's wrong?" Jasper asked. I gestured to out the window.

Jasper leaned around me and his own gasp left him. He looked at me completely astonished. In the space of less than 24 hours hundreds upon hundreds of flowers had been laid around the gates of the palace. There was people everywhere, leaving flowers, cards, notes, soft toys, banners, photos, all different things to wish their respect for my grandmother.

Tears welled in my eyes at what I was seeing. I honestly couldn't believe what I saw and neither could Jasper. As we got closer people started to look in the direction of the helicopter. Some people waved, obvious that it was me and Jasper, whereas others didn't.

People knew that we weren't in the country as it had been reported that we were currently flying back when the news broke.

Sighing I sat back in my seat, I put my fist to my mouth, trying to stop the sob from coming. I could hear Alice's quiet sobs as she looked out of the windows at the scene below.

"So beautiful." She whispered. "They respected your grandmother a lot. That you can definitely see," Alice all but whispered. Charlotte handed her a tissue so that she could wipe away her tears and she gratefully accepted it.

We finally landed in the palace gardens and as soon as I could open the door, I was out and running towards the palace with Jasper and Peter hot on my heels, Alice and Charlotte not that far behind us.

Before I even got to the doors, it was opened and I carried on running until I got to just where I knew our family would be, in my grandmothers private quarters.

I didn't stop running until I was in my mother and fathers embrace, Jasper collided with my back, I moved so that our parents could get to him too. Nothing was said about our mad dash or spectacle through the palace. I just need my parents in that moment. I needed to be able to mourn my grandmother's death with them in this little embrace.

After I don't even know how long, we pulled apart and our mother put her hands on mine and Jasper's faces. I leaned into her comforting touch and gave her a small smile. She gave us both a gentle kiss on the cheek, then stood with a arm around each of us and leaning her head on Jasper's shoulder. Dad came and stood next to me and put his arm around my shoulder.

My Grandfather was currently sat with my Aunt Chelsea and Uncle Garrett, obviously trying to console their devastated father. I went over and hugged him. Told him that I'll be there for him no matter what he needed, he nodded patted me on the cheek and leaned back on my Aunt Chelsea's shoulder.

For the next couple of hours we just comforted each other, like the family needed.

And let's just say I never expected the bomb that was going to drop the next day.

*RL*

"Edward son I need to speak with you…it's really important." My father had come into the room I was currently in talking quietly to Jasper when, he and our mother entered.

Nodding I gestured to the seat opposite myself and Jasper, he looked between the two of us but then sat down after my mother gave him somewhat comforting smile and sat down next to him.

"Is everything okay dad?" I asked quietly.

"What I'm about to tell you, I honestly, really don't think that you'll like, but this decision was made years ago…only I never thought that it would be happening as soon as it has." He again looked towards my mother, who took his hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.

"You can tell us dad, I promise to listen to what you have to say," I saw Jasper nod from the corner of my eye.

"Okay. A couple if years ago, I came to realise that, well…I don't want to be king."

My eyes went wide at his words and my mouth popped open in shock. I was speechless.

Absolutely speechless.

"Now, the reason for this is because, I'm currently 57, and I thought that it would be at least ten, fifteen years before your grandmother passed away, so I decided about five years ago that, I'd abdicate the throne to you. I think this country deserves to have a young king, someone who is more with the times and understands what's currently going on in the world. Also, you and Jasper are rather more popular than the rest of us, you both have more of a connection to the public than I do, just like your mother," Dad looked towards our mum, who smiled adoringly at him.

"I had told your grandmother this shortly after my decision and she was okay with it. She was more than okay with it. You were born to be King Edward, and I honestly think that now is your time. I don't want this, I really don't. My mind is made up and the decision has been made, the news will go public in the next couple of hours, and when it does, you will be the King of England."

"Jasper asked Alice to marry him in Australia," I blurted out.

"What?" My mother asked wide-eyed.

"Edward!" Jasper exclaimed.

"You asked Alice to marry you?" Our mother asked Jasper gently

Jasper nodded all the while looking at me. I shrugged, hoping that he would understand my reasons why. I mean our father had just dropped a bomb on me and for some reason it just slipped out.

"Edward? Son? You okay?" My father asked me.

I simply nodded, I mean what else could I do. It's not like I could say no. Jasper would all but refuse and say that it was I who was born to be king not him. Which I understand, honestly I do. It's just that I'm in shock.

"Dad you don't have to do this. You can still be king, it's what you were also born to do," I finally responded to him.

"I know that son, but the thing is, I just don't want to be king, I have made up my mind and I promise you I won't change it. I know that sounds selfish, but trust me, I honestly think that you're the better person for this. Your grandmother and grandfather agreed with me, as does your mother," I looked towards mum and she nodded, also giving me a smile.

"Yes, but now my whole life is going to change in the next couple of hours. Jesus I was talking to Jasper about this the other day, he's more right for the job then I am just on the fact that he's in a serious relationship, about to get married and that I aren't. I thought I'd have a 30-40 years before I'd become king and now you're saying that is happening now. It's a lot to take in," I put my head in my hands and shook my head.

King. Fucking king.

I'm 27 years old, and now I'm going to be the King of England. Don't get me wrong, I'm honoured that my dad thinks that I can do this; I just hope that I can.

"Edward sweetheart, if anyone is up for this, it's you honey. Me and your father have 100% faith in you. You were born for this, and now it's your chance to take it by the horns and make something great of this, just like your grandmother would have wanted. We believe in you sweetheart and I think the country will also." I looked towards her and she gave me her comforting smile.

"You really think I can do this?" I asked quietly.

"Without a doubt son. You are ready for this," My father told me.

"He's right Edward, you are ready for this," Jasper added. I nodded.

"This is going to take some getting used too. I just need some time to think on my own first."

I got up and left the room. Silently, with my hands in my pockets I made my way to my room here in Buckingham Palace. Which dawned on me then that this will be my place of residence, now that I'm going to become king, and that my grandmothers' quarters will become mine.

Entering my room I laid on my bed to think.

In a couple of hours the whole world will know that I'm the King of England.

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