Disclaimer: Still don't own twilight
Please review, I only have 3 so far, and it's sad…
Previously: Eventually I emerged into the gorgeous dining hall.
The ornate curls of the doorway framed the picture before me. Pillars arched around the room, oak tables lay scattered across the floor in an orderly fashion. The servants scurried along against the wall, and ignored the nobles that were lingering among the pathways.
One of the nobles was my cousin, Alice. I never bothered with a title for her, so over time, I actually forgot it. So she is now just Alice. She was giggling, obviously to something that the old lady standing next to her had said. The lady stood a foot over her, and the woman was not very tall. Alice overall was a cute little pixie with short, black spiky hair, and an adorable face. She was tiny, from a distance you could swear she was about the age of ten. She's really seventeen.
I hurried my walk towards them, tripping over my feet several times in my rush. I had a strange uneasy feeling, but I thought Alice could soothe it. That's just the way she is.
The lady excused herself when she realized I was walking towards them, and Alice turned towards me, I slightly sad air surrounding her. I'll have to ask her why.
"Bella, hi", she said in a slight voice. This is so not Alice… What is going on? First that man at the ball and now Alice.
"Why do you look so sad?"
She stammered for a few seconds then finally muttered, "Nothing." This is nothing like Alice. "So Bella, how have you been?"
"Um, good. I had this weird dream last night. I was running through this garden, and wasn't tripping-"
"Wow that is weird." That did make me laugh a little, but she was still distant.
"Anyways, the garden was beautiful, and then this dragon appeared out of nowhere. It was huge! Then this knight rode out of the forest on his gorgeous horse, and climbed onto the dragon, while it was flying, and he killed it. After, I asked him if I could see his face, as he was lifting his guard I woke up. Alice, I just knew that he would be perfect. I know that he's the one." That sounds just like something that Alice would say, all that mojo about true love and your other half, but I truly believe it.
"Bella that's great, you think you've ever met him? Like do you think he'll be something scandalous like the cook or the stable boy?" By this time we had started walking back towards the entryway, Alice practically floating there and me stumbling along, probably on our way to my room.
"No, I think he's a heroic, somebody who will save the small, stand up for the helpless, and save the world." My thoughts wandered off imagining what his face would look like, but I could never get the eyes just right.
All of a sudden Alice bumped my and stated, "Bella, you're not listening to me."
"Sorry Alice, what was that?"
"So I was over at the stables, and this man, I don't know who he is, rides up on this gorgeous stallion and hands the horse over to Nathaniel the groomsman. I don't know what it was Bella, there was something about him, it was as if I found the other half of my soul, and I just realized that I didn't have half of it. I don't know what to do, I can't even say that I'll see him again…" She trailed off with a disappointed frown on her face and then the inquisition began.
"Bella, have you ever seen a man, blonde hair, beautiful face, tall?"
"Alice, that's practically like half of the castle."
"I know, but there's no other way to describe him. There's just something there, an air of importance in his being, something that tells everyone that he's there to help, to listen. He's just extremely charismatic. I could've sworn I was going to swoon at the very sight of him."
"So, extremely charismatic, huh? I know a couple of them. I can't really remember their titles, but here it goes. Oh, and these are the only blonde ones too, Alexander of Accalade, Jonathon of Ratron, and Jasper of Caledron."
"It's Jasper of Caledron, I can feel it." That was something about Alice, she had an outstanding ability to perceive actual things, without knowing them. It was very interesting.
"Alright, I believe he is staying in the West Wing, would you like to head there and see?"
"Yes!" She answered immediately, as if she were astounded to realize that I wouldn't want to go and see him right away.
"Alright, let's go." We did an about face and headed back the way we had come. We walked into the courtyard and shivered, for the temperature had been dropping considerately in the past few days. We hurried our pace and quickly reentered the palace, now in the West Wing.
"Where now?"
"I believe he would be staying in this hallway. I'm pretty sure he is an Attaché from England. So, I'm not sure how fluent his French will be." I said as I pointed down the hallway on our right. We walked along it, and then there on our left, was a door with a chalk slate hanging on it with the name Jasper Whitlock written on it.
When I glanced to my left at Alice, I noticed her face was red, and she wasn't breathing. I elbowed her lightly and she quickly exhaled and took a deep breath then leaned forward and tapped on the door. We waited several minutes, but nobody came to the door. Just as we were turning to leave I saw a hand land on Alice's shoulder to spin her around. I turned to see what would happen, but nothing happened for awhile.
Then Alice said quietly, "I've been waiting for you."
He just stared into her eyes and said, "Sorry Ma'am." It was odd; it was as if they were communicating through their eyes, instead of words.
The intimate moment shared between them was shattered, as my lady in waiting, Lauren walked up and interrupted rudely.
"Anything I can help you with?" she asked with a sneer and a mocking curtsy.
"No", I stated sharply, "you may be dismissed."
She glared at me for a moment then, "As you wish, Milady." She turned around and strutted off down the hallway and around the corner.
After that, I excused myself, knowing that Alice, as much as she loved me, didn't want me there at the moment.
I aimlessly wandered the hallways, and cavernous rooms. Suddenly, I realized I was outside the door of the library. I walked forward and pushed the heavy doors aside and strolled inside. Once I entered, I was yet again amazed at the vastness of our collection. I walked over to one of the long rows and picked up a scroll, sat a table and read. I was so immersed in my story, I didn't notice that Jacob had arrived until he cleared his throat noisily.
"Hi, Jacob. How are you?"
"Good. How are you holding up? I know you've been against the idea since you first heard of it."
"What on Earth are you talking about Jake?" Well, that's another person acting strangely.
"You mean they haven't told you?"
"I'm guessing not. What is it?" What is going on!
"I-I-I don't think I should tell you if you don't know, I'll let your parents tell you. Good-bye Bella"
"But Jake," at a sharp glance from Jake I mumbled, "bye."
The second Jacob was gone I got up and shoved my scroll back onto its shelf. I marched out of the library with a purpose: Find out what is going on.
I hurried towards the council hall, where I knew my parents would be. Travelling down multiple halls I contemplated, what could be going on. Was there an execution I was unaware of? Probably not, that wouldn't upset the gentlemen I had been dancing with at the ball. I truly couldn't figure it out. I was out of ideas. I must be an incredibly uncreative person.
I stalked towards the council hall and halted a foot away, then threw the door open. I was immediately chagrin for bursting in, for they were in the middle of a conference. Oh well, I was in here now, might as well fulfill my purpose.
I walked rigidly up to my parents and inquired sharply, "Why is everyone acting so strange around me lately? I can't even have a normal conversation. Tell me now what is going on." I stood there tapping my foot as my mom glanced at my dad nervously. My father had a slightly guilty look on his face. He angled his head away so that he wouldn't have to look me in the face.
"We have arranged a marriage, for you within the month."
My jaw dropped and I don't remember what exactly what was said, for to me, those ten words were a death sentence.
Please review. I only got three on the last chapter. That made me sad. '(