DO I REALLY WANT REVENGE?

Disclaimer: The Cullens, the Swans, and most of the characters mentioned in the story that are known from Stephanie Meyer's beloved Twilight Saga, are all hers and hers alone. I neither have nor wish to pass them off as mine. I do appreciate the fact that she did bring them to life and allows us to play with them in our imaginations. The only thing I will claim is the current storyline.

All of the chapters of this story has been beta'd by the lovely dowlingnana and the chapters with mistakes are being replaced.

"Ladies a new era is beginning under my rule and in my personal household. It is the day of WOMAN. And the male species shall learn this quickly." After saying the guard was dismissed, but, not before the appropriate assignment of protection was place outside of the chamber doors.

Bella has word sent to Prince Edward that his escort and vehicle is awaiting for the journey homeward and he is to join all outside immediately. Any goodbyes are to be said now for delays are not going to be tolerated.

After making all parties wait outside for another thirty minutes, Bella appears with both Alice and Rosalie. They move to the third car back in the convoy and prepare to enter. Prince Edward is standing there waiting as well. When she sees this she motions for one of her guard forward with instructions to inform Prince Edward that he would be traveling in the fourth car back with his escort and whichever two personal individuals he is taking.

As he is informed his head jerks up and he could be seen staring at Bella with pressed lips. With a quick nod he moves to the fourth vehicle and enters. All of Wystonia along with the royal family have assembled and aligned the travel route to say goodbye to their beloved prince.

The line of vehicles begins to move and all wave as the cavalcade moves by them.

CHAPTER 3: NO MATTER HOW YOU LOOK AT IT

EPOV

'Shit, here I am stuck in a car heading for Vargia with my wife of just a couple of hours. The final blow to my ever having a chance to win her affections, let alone love, went to hell in a hand basket the moment the ceremony was over and enter a stranger addressing her as "My Queen."

I guess if I was truly honest with myself, I have to admit that it was on the way to hell even a few days before the ceremony what with her kidnapping, being held hostage and forced to agree to certain terms being made valid through marriage to me. She wasn't mistreated, I wouldn't allow that, nor would any member of my family. There would have been hell to pay if it was even suspected that someone would try something like that.

I had fallen hard shortly after seeing a picture of her. There was something about her that spoke to me, pulled me towards her, making me want to get to know her better. But, the occasion never really presented itself. I mean she was only fourteen at the time and I was twenty. And to me, the world was my oyster; sort of speak, if you know what I mean. True I was being groomed from nearly my birth to assume the throne when the time came, but, still I was a single, healthy male with an eye for the ladies. Of course, I was never short of attention since the ladies had an eye out for me as well. Let's face it, I did have what most women dreamed of; good looks, wealthy within my own right, young, healthy, a prince and the next ruler of my country.

I know that I sound conceited, but, I am, after all, just stating facts. But, I had all the faith in the world that I would get my Isabella when the time was right. I didn't hide the fact from my parents how I felt about her. Why should I? My family, all of us, is close. That does include my two cousins, Emmett and Jasper who are brothers. Their father was my father's younger brother. My Uncle Peter and his wife Charlotte were killed in a car accident when Emmett and Jasper were four and two respective. It was then they came to live with us. Emmett was a year older than me and Jasper a year younger. But, we sure had our fun together and separately. And, I can truly say some of that fun led to trouble. My dad, Carlisle, King of Wystonia, was a lot more understanding than mom. Mom could be a tough nut to crack when it came to punishment and lessons to learn. But, she was fair.

Esme, Queen of Wystonia, was indeed, tough but fair. She ruled the household with strict efficiency and demanded the best from everyone. She believed the royal family represented the people and that this demanded a certain standard to be maintained at all times. Therefore to work for the royal household you had to be willing to put forth your best and nothing less. Damn, I loved my mom. She was a character.

Our country prospered and the people were happy, then slowly things begin to change. It was just little things in the beginning, nothing that really impacted the economy, but, over time it did start to have an effect. It wasn't anything that King Charlie or Vargia was doing knowingly, but, a conglomerate in Noragia was behind the problems. They were raising prices on the items our country need imported, tied up the dock areas all along the coast of Vargia to where our goods could not be dropped off or picked up, buying up the companies that we used for transporting our products to and from Vargia, where we would normally ship and receive and then put the prices so high that our merchants had a hard time meeting the asking price.

My father asked King Charles to allow for us to form our own transportation company within Vargia so we could compete to bring our own products to and from the docks. Also, to allow us to maintain a permanent section of the docks as ours only. His Majesty had replied that he would give it due consideration due to the existing circumstances that we were rapidly approaching. It had even gotten to the stage of serious negotiations that looked to be nearing a successful conclusion when the bottom fell out. The Vargian team didn't show up and no explanation was given. We were informed that due to unforeseen circumstances this project would have to be put on hold indefinitely.

Damn, things just seem to get worse with no one presenting an idea of how to make it better. Our people were suffering and it was just starting. We all knew that if we couldn't get King Charles to agree to our requests soon the whole country would be affected instead of just a localized few. But, it wouldn't take much for that to begin and start to spread at a steady progression rate. So, I got an idea and suggested a solution to my father. It was time for me to start thinking about winning my fair lady, Princess Isabella. She was now eighteen and an enchantress. Of course, you knew that I kept up with what was happening to her. She was destined for me and I had just been biding my time to make the move for her when the time was right.

So, I suggested for my father to approach King Charles and Queen Renee with a proposal to join our two royal houses together through marriage between myself and their daughter. Father had asked me if I was sure because it could be arranged for Emmett or Jasper since both of us were in line for the throne of our separate countries. I nipped that in the bud. She was mine and would remain mine. No one else's! I let him know that in no uncertain terms.

So, Father sent the proposal with the request that the bride bring to Wystonia the concessions of what we had previously been requesting and in turn I would be bringing to the marriage an equal partnership between our two countries of the business enterprise. It took a while, but, a response was returned in the negative. I was devastated for two reasons. I wasn't getting my lady and reasonable aid was being denied to our people.

That being the case I came up with an idea that was looked upon as our last resort. Of course, you could tell that it was a desperate move to bring greatly needed relief to our people. We would kidnap Princess Isabella and get her to sign the necessary agreements to be put into place after a marriage ceremony. She was not mistreated, but, we made sure she knew we meant business. You know the saying desperate needs call for desperate measures. And, yes we were that desperate to bring relief and aid to our people.

We planned right down to the last detail to insure success and no harm to the Princess. Our team members were carefully selected and equipped and then executed to perfection. We gained custody of her as she was shopping with her ladies. It was known that she had a habit of wandering off from her escort to explore a bit on her own and that was when we got her. No time was lost on getting her out of Vargia and back to Wystonia quickly.

Once we had her back here word was sent to King Charles with the demand that he allow the marriage under the conditions that had been requested before when we had formally requested the marriage in a friendly manner. No word was received back. Our demands were met with silence. We were all a bit puzzled and curious as to why a father would not answer the demands concerning his kidnapped daughter especially her being heir to the throne. What were the causes for such an action?

After a relentless treatment of harassment and constant badgering of what she needed to do to stop everything and to be able to go home, she finally agreed and signed the papers. These were sent to King Charles which then made them final. The wedding was agreed to by the major parties involved so it stood as legal and binding for the benefit of the country. Everyone moved very quickly to bring about the ceremony for our nuptials. I was getting my lady and had the firm belief that given time she would be happy about our marriage. I would treasure her and shower her with my affection knowing it would lead to her loving me in return.

Of course, I don't think any of us stopped to work out just exactly how the future of our two kingdoms would play out with us both being heirs to the throne. Like where were we going to live, whose country would have priority over the other and many other details that had been forgotten. Those details at this point seems to have solved themselves, at least, for now since I am in this car heading for Vargia for my wife to be crowned Queen of Vargia.

My chances of wooing her were looking very bleak at the moment. Well to be more precise, at the moment that man entered and said "My Queen." I thought that I would get a chance to talk with her before heading for Vargia since there was no way I was going to let her go without me. Then she turned and let my parents know that she would be honoring every vow she had made while there. Shit, we all knew to what she referred.

I was waiting beside our car that was going to take us to Vargia. It was during this time that I was hopeful to be able to talk with Isabella wanting to see if we could come to a comfortable arrangement for getting to know one another and to be able to peacefully co-exist. Then surprise of surprises I got informed that I would be riding in the fourth car back with just my escort while she was in a different vehicle.

Now we are heading to Vargia with nothing resolved. It was greatly concerned with how we would proceed forward at this point. For from the moment she was referred to as Queen and handed the letter that was addressed to her, she had become cold and distant. I can only pray that I could reach her on some level. Otherwise, life was going to be one hellish bitch.

A/N: Well, we have had a chance to see Edward's thoughts leading up to the point everyone started heading home. What will she do next? Will she keep Edward at arms link as she has started? Will he continue to take all of this with no response back? How long do you think he will allow it? What action is going to be taken against Noragia? And who is calling all of the shots from that country? And why are they so interested in having all of the control?

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