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10 Years Later

Year 1700

It had been 10 years since my father's funeral, and I had become nothing more than a servant in my own home. The first thing Lady Victoria did was force me from my sleeping quarters. Lauren now lived there, while I resided in the attic. The three of them went out of their way to make sure I knew my place within the Manor. I wanted so badly to hate them, but I couldn't, because it would have gone against everything my Father had ever taught me.

"Bella, Bella! Where is my green gown?" Screamed Jessica, she was removing all her gowns and other garments from the cupboard, and tossing them on the floor. I groaned at the sight, knowing later I would have to fold them all up again, and put them away.

"I think your gown is currently drying." I told her meekly, I knew a tantrum would be coming next, and I was not looking forward to it

"Still drying?!" she screeched, "I wore that dress three days ago; it should be clean by now, you no good wench!" Three days ago, Lady Victoria, Jessica and Lauren went through twelve different gowns between them. Lady Victoria was very strict about cleanliness, so even if the gown had been worn for a few minutes she demanded that it is wash.

Her daughter had also picked up this habit, but I was sure for different reasons. They enjoyed making me work and took great delight making new chores for me to do.

"Yes, Jessica I am sorry. Why don't you wear the pretty yellow one? Pale colours are currently all the fashion in England. Plus it complements your skin perfectly." I complimented her, trying to make her forget her current anger at me.

"Since your incompetence has made it impossible for me to wear my green gown, I simply will have to wear the yellow one," she said, making it look as if it was all her idea.

"Yes Jessica," I curtsied and left her room, before she could give me more chores to do. I quickly made my way out to our vegetable garden. I loved it there because Jessica and Lauren would never go any where near it, in fear of getting their gowns dirty.

While I was picking the odd vegetable for tonight's supper I heard a familiar voice behind me.

"Good morning Bella," I turned around and saw Jacob.

"Hello Jacob, what are you doing here?" I asked. Jacob was still my best friend. He had grown up to be a handsome man with a charming smile. He was an astonishing height, towering over the average man. He hated how Victoria treated me, and always tried to make my life my better.

"Well I thought you might like me to accompany you to the markets." He told me. "But if you don't want me around I am sure another young maiden would be delighted with my company." Jacob loved to tease me and pull my strings. Not to say I did not enjoy the playful banter, it helped to keep my mind off the less pleasant things in my life.

"Why Jacob, it seems that you already have company, you and that big ego of yours." I laughed as his face turned from triumphant to embarrassed.

"You wound me Bella," he said while holding his hand over his heart, he was trying to look serious, but a smile was threatening to break out. Finally we both broke and started laughing our hearts out.

"So, would you like to go to the market with me?" he asked again.

"I would love to, but first I must put these vegetable back in the kitchen." We walk back to the kitchen and I placed the basket in which I put the harvested vegetables, on the kitchen bench. Ms. Cope was currently cooking lunch and had flour in her face.

"Ms. Cope, I am going to the markets, if there anything that you need picked up, besides the usual?" I asked her. Ms. Cope had continued to look after me when my father died and made sure I had all the basics I needed.

"No Bella I am fine, but make sure to pick up the right sort of flour. We don't want to have another repeat of Lauren's temper." She laughed. One time I had picked up flour that was slightly coarse. Lauren flew into a rage when she noticed and didn't calm down for a week.

"Yes Ms. Cope I understand." I told her before leaving with Jacob.

We made our way to the markets, talking and laughing the whole trip. When Jacob and I arrived at the Market we saw stalls lining the streets that were usually bare. The stall owners looked like they were from another land.

Their wares were purely amazing. The fabrics were softer than silk and the colours vibrant and exotic. I couldn't believe how beautiful the jewelry, the necklaces were intricate and had small coloured jewels woven into it. The bracelets were just as stunning. I usually didn't have an interest in such things, but for once I gave in to my inner feminine side and enjoyed looking at the wares.

"Bella, Bella." Jacob's voice broke me out of my thoughts. "Well I never thought I see the day were you were impressed with girly things." I small blush worked its way up my cheeks, I felt embarrassed being caught out

"Well, I am a girl, and you can't deny how beautiful all this is." I said trying to get at least a shred of dignity back.

"Yes, I seem to forget the fact that you are a girl." He laughed "but I don't know about beautiful, to me they all look like bits of cloth." I could only shake my head at Jacob's blindness to the magnificent items surrounding us.

After a while longer looking at the stalls we went to the food stands. Our small vegetable garden gave us most of our food, but we still had to buy some vegetables that we didn't grow ourselves.

"Jacob," I said while giving him a. innocent face.

"What?" he asked cautiously knowing I wanted something.

"Could you please walk up to the mill and get the sack of flour?" I asked. "Since you are so big and strong a small bag of flour shouldn't be too heavy." I smiled hoping he would give in to my request.

"But Bella, I don't want to." He whined I knew I had to push him a little further.

"Please Jacob, it would make me so happy if you did this favor for me," I said pleadingly. I knew Jacob would do anything to make me happy, and I only used the guilt card when it was something I really didn't like doing.

"Ok Bella, I will do it." He said grudgingly. I beamed at him, and he gave me a quick hug. "Stay here in the markets; I don't want you wondering off without me around to protect you." Jacob was over protective of me, if he had his way I would never leave the manor without him around me.

I watched as he strolled off to the mill before making my way to the stalls that I had seen earlier. While looking at the necklaces again, I bumped into a small girl, who was wearing a white scarf around her head.

"I am sorry," I apologized to the girl.

"That's quite alright miss." She said. Her voice sounded like fairy chimes.

"So, how are you this fine day?" she asked me, while keeping her head down.

"I am quite well, Miss…" I paused hoping for a name of this nice stranger.

"Luclen, Lacie Luclen and you are?" she asked.

"Isabella Swan, but I prefer Bella." I told her. I had never meet someone named Lacie before and I found the name quite different.

"Are you related to Charles Swan?" she asked me. She was currently looking at a beautiful bracelet.

"Yes, he was my Father." If she knew my father she must be someone who lived in the court. It was surprising she was here, most court women never enter theses markets, usually sending their servants for the items they needed. I could tell Lacie was not a servant, she was dressed much too well and the way she spoke showed she had received an education.

"My, isn't this a lovely ring," said Lacie while showing me the ring in question. Not realizing the thoughts that were going through my mind at that moment. I told her my thoughts on the ring in question

"Yes it is stunning," I told her. We continued talking, while looking at the numerous stalls, occasionally pointing to an item that caught our eye and asking the others opinion on it. When we were looking at a stall, that had the most beautiful jewelry of them all, I spotted the most amazing necklace. It was silver metal strand woven delicately around blue stones. I showed Lacie the neck lace straight away.

"Isn't that the most beautiful necklace, I wish I could buy that," I said dreamily, knowing full well that I would never have an occasion to wear such fine jewelry.

"Yes that is stunning, and the blue would go so fabulously with your skin." She gushed. I smiled; I was enjoying acting like a normal girl my age.

I felt someone tap my shoulder and I turned around to see Jacob holding the bag of flour.

"Jacob your back, thank you so much for getting the flour for me" I said.

"That's alright Bella, but I think it is time for us to go," I knew he was right; I turned around to face Lacie.

"Lacie, this is my best friend Jacob," I told her.

"It is very nice to meet you Jacob." She greeted him. I felt Jacob get restless behind me.

"Well it was a pleasure meeting you; I hope we get a chance to see each other again." I said I truly would like to see her again; it was nice to have someone to talk about the girl things with.

"Yes I hope we do, I think these stalls will be staying the week. So maybe we could meet again to look around." I agreed, I said my good byes. Jacob and I then started back to the manor. I was feeling happy about making a new friend and nothing could bring me down.

Edward's Point of View.

I was sitting at the window bench in our library, watching the children below play their games. I wondered if I would have looked as carefree as those children below if I didn't grow up being a prince.

As a child I grew up knowing that one day the Kingdom of Verena would be mine to rule and look after. I was always treated differently because of this. The other children I was around were too scared to beat me in our games so they always let me win. Even as I got older no one dared to let me lose worrying I would have disfavor upon them when I ruled.

The only person who didn't treat me like a prince was my younger sister Alice; she was my best friend as well as sister. She watched my back and I watched hers. We were so different to each other and still are. She loves planning balls and designing dresses. She was quite comfortable being the center of attention, while I loathed it.

I was scared of being the next king, I worried that I might not be able to look after my people well enough, or be up to my father's standard. His reign was one of the most prosperous the country of Verena had ever known, and it still was to this day.

I heard foot steps and they broke me out of my thoughts. I faced the direction the foot steps were coming from and saw Jasper Whitlock, he was head of the guards as was his father, he was also a close confident and friend.

"Jasper, what brings you to the library?" I asked. He normally spent his time outside watching all the guards.

"I noticed you looked like you were in a particularly bad mood this morning so I decided to ask if you needed someone to talk to." Jasper always seemed to know what you were feeling, sometimes even better than yourself. He reminded me just why I had come up here.

"Esme is talking about me taking a wife again; you know that puts me in a fouls mood." Jasper chuckled. I rarely fought with my parents, but whenever the M word was brought up, yelling was soon to follow. I didn't understand the need for me to be married; my father still would live for many years to come, so there was no rush for an heir.

"You know they just want to see you happy you Edward." Jasper told me.

"Yes, but why do they coincide marriage and happiness? I am content being alone, don't they understand that?" I complained again.

"I guess Queen Esme wants you to have what her and your father have." He reasoned. Jasper and I looked out the window for a while longer. That was when I noticed my sister Alice trying to leave the castle; she had a white scarf wrapped around her head, no doubt trying to conceal her identity.

"Jasper," I asked "could you do me a favor and follow Alice and make sure she doesn't get into any trouble?" I trusted Jasper to keep my baby sister safe.

"Sure, do you want her to know I am there?" he asked, Jasper was always a guard first.

"It is up to you. Choose what you are most comfortable with." I told him. After that he turned and left the library, quickly following the direction Alice had just gone.

I looked out the window for a little longer trying to order my thoughts, then I decided to go to the stables, riding had always helped to clear my thoughts. I jogged down to the stables; I passed the children I saw playing from the window and gave them all a smile. When I got to the stables the stable hand immediately started tacking up my horse.

The horse was a golden stallion, named Chiron. I had him since he was a foal. His speed was unmatched. He was one of the finest horses in the kingdom and I was very proud of that fact. Once Chiron was ready I mounted him easily, riding was second nature to me and rode out of the stables then the castle, I urged him faster, once we were on the open road, I loved the speed I felt that nothing could touch me. I rode faster leaving everything behind until I was ready to deal with it.

A/N: What name is Lacie Luclen an anagram of? You tell me. Please review, it makes me happy!

Verena- The country King Carlisle Rules. Meaning of the name. Verena was the goddess of justice and learning, and by extension academia and administration in old england.

Chiron- Edward's horse. Meaning of the name. Chiron was the trainer of heroes in greek mythology. Half horse half.

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