(A/N) So... here's my second chapter. I will try to update at least a chapter a week. I think my next update would be a little more than a week away, since I have three history projects due, so I will be working on them over this.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or anything like that...I only wish I could write that good

Chapter 2
With Sophie watching me with the utmost care, I managed to make it down to the dinning room without a fall. Sophie was excited, I know. When I asked her why, she only smiled slyly and shook her head, saying that I would get such a surprise.

The giant double door of the dinning room opened as I stepped close to it. Father and Mother were smiling at me on the other side of the room, as were seven guests whom I presumed to be the Austrian royal family.

When I arrived, Father introduced me to the guests. They were Carlisle von Cullen and his wife, Esme; their son Jasper and his wife Alice; their daughter Rosalie and her husband Emmett; and their son Edward. I looked at each one of them as they were introduced. They were the most beautiful people I had ever laid eyes on. I nearly fainted at the amount of beauty radiating from them. They each gave me kind smiles as I curtsied.

Jasper had blonde hair, but he seemed almost as if he was trying to escape. I could not blame him. I despise such occasions with a passion, as my curse over-reacts. His wife had black hair that spiked in all directions and was very beautiful – almost faerie-like. She seemed very excited and was barely able to contain her joy.

Rosalie was the most beautiful. I almost envied her beauty. Her blonde hair reached her waist and her dress accentuated her figure until there was no comparison. Her husband, Emmett, looked to be very strong. His muscles seemed to strain the fabric of his shirt and jacket. Yet, he was still beautiful.

When Edward was introduced, my eyes automatically sought his. If I could live past my sixteenth birthday, he was going to be my husband. His eyes were a strange topaz color that seemed to invite me in. I drowned in them, forgetting my manners. He seemed to stare at me, too. Sophie nudged me in the arm, I snapped out of it, and gave a wobbly curtsy that ended with me loosing my balance.

I braced for the impact, but it never came. Still unsure, I gently opened one eye...and then the other. Two pale arms were holding me, setting me back on my feet. I turned around to see my savior and saw Edward. He gave a crooked smile that made my knees go weak. I would have fallen again if he had not kept his arms around me, supporting my full body weight.

Then, my usually quick mind took in the situation, and I blushed a deep red. He let me go once I seemed to be able to stand myself. I muttered a thank you, still flustered. What a time for the curse to kick in!

Then, dinner started. I was to be seated opposite of Edward. To my left was Mother and Alice was on my right. At first I tried not to stare at the god-like being in front of me, but that did not work very well. I would sneak a peak here and there. Whenever that happened, he would be looking at me with his glorious golden eyes.

After dinner, Father gave me the job of escorting the princes and princesses to their chambers. He handed me a small note saying which guest chambers were ready. I scanned them before leading them out of the dinning room.

The first room on the second floor was Princess Alice and Prince Jasper's. Jasper was dragged into their room almost unceremoniously by an over-excited Alice. Just as I was about to leave, I heard Alice squeal in delight. The room door opened and I was pulled into a choking hug by Alice, who immediately apologized. The rest of her family rolled their eyes. I somehow managed to prevent myself from falling by hanging on to Alice. Then, as sudden as she had came, she went back inside, closing the door behind her.

A corridor and a room from Princess Alice and Prince Jasper's room was Princess Rosalie and Prince Emmett's room. Needless to say, Rosalie did not screech and bombard me with an out-of-place crushing hug. She did, however, thank me for the nice room. The door was shut once again.

I was alone with Edward. I looked at my small note and was barely able to stifle my gasp. Prince Edward's room was right next to mine. There were only three bathrooms in the second floor of this wing of the palace. Alice and Jasper have their own, as does Rosalie and Emmett. I, however, had my own bathroom, but now I was to share it with Prince Edward. I wondered how that would work out. Why did they have to live in this wing? More importantly, why did he have to live in this wing?

I sighed. Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw Edward staring at me with open curiosity. I returned the stare, caught in the depths of the golden orbs.

"Are you alright?" he asked in a voice that was more melodic than music.

"Yes, I suppose so," I replied with a sigh.

"What ails you?"

"Nothing, but thank you for caring." I winced at how awkward that sounded.

After rounding another corridor, we arrived at his room.

"I am sorry, but it seems like we would have to share a bathroom." I paused, unsure of what else to say. "I could request you another room if you wish…" I trailed off, not really sure I wanted him to be far. For some reason, it seemed that I was already dependent on his presence even if I did not know him.

"No, no, that is quite alright with me. However, I would move if it bothers you so," he replied, smiling a crooked smile that I had already grown to love.

"That is alright with me, too. I will see you later, then," I said, hoping that the little shriek of joy that my heart was giving could not be heard through my voice. Nevertheless, I was very uncomfortable with sharing a bathroom, not that I ever really used it. Mind me, I did take baths, but I liked to do that in the big bathroom located in the central wing. That place was forever warm and, apparently, forever mine. No one ever went there except me. Alas, I am rambling.

He smiled. "Good night to you, Princess Isabella."

"Bella," I corrected automatically.

"Bella, then. Good night to you, Bella." He chuckled to himself. My over-worked brain was already falling in love with all of him, as unlikely as it seemed.

As I walked next door, into my own room, I pondered on the events of the day. Edward, with his untidy bronze hair, was very beautiful and very much a gentleman in his gait and speech. He seemed very kind-hearted. The most important thing was, I was already falling in love with him – the man whom I cannot marry because of my curse.

Suddenly, I felt stabbing pain at my knees, startling me out of my reverie. I had tripped on a pillow and the stabbing pain was from my bare knees meeting the uncarpeted floor of my bedroom. It was then that I really started to despise my curse.

Review, please, and tell me what you think. I tried to put in some descriptions about the Cullens, but I didn't want to flood the chapter with descriptions. Anyways, please review. The more reviews, the faster I update.