Hello again, my darling fans. I am dreadfully sorry that this latest update has taken a while; typing it up took longer than I thought. Now before I begin, some bad news. My school year has started. This means that I will be devoting a significant amount of time to homework, which means that I won't be able to update as frequently. Please bear with me. I apologize.

And with that... chapter 13!

Chapter 13 – Kings and Queens (Rosalie's POV)

"Emmett, will you please tell me where we're going?" I asked.

"Not yet, Rosalie," Emmett replied. I sighed. For the last fifteen minutes Emmett and I had been sitting in his carriage, making our way towards town. All I knew was that we were going somewhere in town and that this somewhere involved a surprise for me. Aside from that, I was completely unsure of anything.

"Why won't you tell me, Emmett?" I said.

"I don't want to ruin the surprise, Rosalie," he answered. "I promise you it will be worth it." I sighed again.

Finally, we reached the edge of town. As we reached the first few homes and shops, Emmett bade the carriage driver to stop. For a moment, I thought that we were there and I was about to find out what Emmett's surprise was. Instead, Emmett pulled a piece of cloth from his pocket and tied it over my eyes, preventing me from seeing.

"Emmett, what are you doing?" I demanded.

"It's all part of the surprise, Rose," he said. "I don't want you to be able to see where we're going. It might ruin the surprise." Reluctantly, I settled back in my seat, blindfolded, as the carriage began to move. Five minutes later, we came to a stop.

"Are we there, Emmett?" I asked.

"Yes, we're here."

"Good." I reached up to my head to take off the blindfold, but Emmett grabbed my wrist.

"Not yet, Rose," he said. "Don't worry; I'll make sure you don't get hurt." Gently, he helped me out of the carriage and into a shop. As we entered, a bell chimed from somewhere above the door.

"Good day, Mr. McCarty," a male voice said. "Have you come to pick up your order?"

"Yes, actually, I have," Emmett replied.

"That's good," the voice said. "And here I thought you'd forgotten about it. I'll be right back with your order." Emmett and I waited in silence for a few minutes. "Here you are," the voice said.

"Excellent," Emmett said. "Okay, Rosalie, you can take the blindfold off." Eagerly, I reached up to the back of my head and undid the blindfold. I pulled it away from my eyes to reveal the jewelry shop. On the counter in front of us, nestled in a velvet case, was a necklace, a fine gold chain with a glass-spun rose attached. Emmett smiled. "Do you like it?" He gestured toward the necklace.

My breath caught in my throat. "This is… for me?" I asked, astonished.

"This is my surprise," Emmett said, the smile on his lips fading. "What's wrong; you don't like it?"

"No," I said. "I love it. It's…. it's beautiful. Thank you, Emmett." Emmett's smile returned. Gently, he lifted the necklace from the case and fastened it around my neck. The chain was long enough that the rose pendant could be hidden underneath the bodice of my dress. Gently, I slid it under, afraid that if it was out in the open, people would ask questions. Emmett saw me do this, and nodded, understanding.

We exited the jewelry shop and returned to the carriage. Once inside, I turned to Emmett. "Thank you again for the necklace, Emmett," I said.

"You're welcome, Rose," he replied. "So what would you like to do now?"

"I don't know," I said. "What would you like to do?"

"There's a horse race going on in an hour. Why don't we go?"

"I don't know…. I was never a big fan of horse racing."

"Please?" Emmett whined, pouting his lips and clasping his hands together in a childish manner.

"Oh, alright," I conceded gracefully.

"Yay!" Emmett cheered, bouncing up and down like a young boy. The carriage shook as he bounced.

"Emmett, stop that! You're shaking the carriage," I exclaimed.

"Sorry," Emmett said, as we pulled up by the race track. The carriage driver opened the door, and Emmett sprung from the carriage excitedly. "Come on, Rosalie," he said as he helped me out. "Let's go have some fun!" With that, he pulled me off towards the race track and the spectators' section.

After the race...

"I have to admit, that was fun, Emmett," I said during the ride back to my house.

"See? I told you you'd enjoy it," Emmett answered.

"I guess I should have believed you, correct?"

"Yes, you should have."

"Well, now I do," I said as the carriage pulled up in front of my house. "Thank you for a lovely day, Emmett. I'll see you soon." With that, I alighted from the carriage and made my way towards my house. I heard footsteps behind me, and turned. It was Emmett. "Yes, Emmett?"

"Your parents won't mind if I come in briefly to say hello, will they?"

"Of course not. My parents love you; they'd be thrilled to see you."

"Wonderful." Side by side, Emmett and I made our way up the steps and into the entrance hall, where we greeted by the butler.

"Oh, Miss Hale, you're home," he said. "Excellent. Your parents need you in the sitting room at once." Wordlessly, both Emmett and I turned and proceeded to the sitting room. Waiting for us were my parents along with three strangers: two men and a woman.

"There you are Rosalie," my mother said. "We were getting worried about you."

"I'm sorry mother," I said. "If I had known we were having company, I would have been home sooner."

"Actually, we weren't expecting company, dear," my mother replied.

"Then who are our guests?" I questioned.

"Oh, yes," my mother said. "Rosalie, this is…"

"May I make the introductions, Mrs. Hale?" the younger of the two men asked.

"You may."

"Rosalie, I would like to introduce you to my father, Royce King, and his wife, my mother, Mrs. King," the young man said.

"And you are?" I questioned.

"Royce King the Second," he answered. "Your fiancée."

Uh-oh. Rosalie's in trouble. In more ways than one, too. Trust me, this is just the beginning of poor Rosalie's misfortune and bad luck. I should know, I'm writing this.

Remember what I said before!

xoxoxoxoxoxo, TwilightTeen212