Hey!!! Sorry that I haven't updated in awhile but I've been kind of busy and whatnot. Sorry that I'm coming up with excuse. I hope this makes up for me being gone for about a week or so. I got a question so I'm going to answer it.

--Hasn't she noticed that no one around her has changed/aged?

Well, she rarely leaves the tower and she's grown up with the Volturi so I suppose that she's never thought of it. Or she notices but doesn't say anything, intuiting that it's a secret. Anyway, she rarely leaves the tower so when she does, it's unlikely that she'll see the same person twice and notice changes. I hope that clears some things up.

Anyways, here's a new chapter of All Hail the Princess of Volterra.

Enjoi!!!

The next day, Amara is still asleep and Alec is talking with Aro:

"Aro," I called, noticing the mind-reading leader exiting the throne room.

He turned to me and nodded, starting to walk away again but I quickly went to him and touched his shoulder, stopping him in his tracks. He looked at me with a questioning look as I removed my hand from his shoulder, stepping back so as to not appear threatening.

"Yes, Alec?" he asked, his voice touched with that of a confused person.

"I have something I wish to discuss with you," I stated simply, raising my chin.

"Okay," he said as we walked back to my room and stood on the balcony, looking towards the village. "What is on your mind that is so important, Alec?"

"It's about Amara."

I saw Aro stiffen at the topic of his 'daughter' and his lips formed into a tight line. He was silent for awhile before he told me to continue. I took breath and looked across the fields of green before turning to him.

"Where did you find her?"

"That's an interesting question. Why the sudden interest?"

"We were talking about a dream she's been having and it caught my interest. I wanted to find the reason for her recurring dream."

"Well, then, if you must know, I found her in the forest."

My interest spiked and my lips pulled into a tight line. Looking at anywhere but Aro, I continued with my quest for answers. I would not give up till I knew.

"Is that all?" I asked.

"No, but would you mind telling me the dream? I think it would be quite awkward if I search your mind for answers."

I nodded and swallowed as I prepared to tell him. Why was I overreacting about what Aro's answer would be? I was asking a simple question: where was she found? He couldn't be offended, could he? We're about to find out…

"She said that she kept seeing a house fire, saying that she was watching from the outside but it felt as though she was part of it. She also said a baby was in the dream, a girl baby. She said it was like one of those dreams where you're running, as fast as you can, after something but you can never reach it."

Aro nodded out of my peripheral vision and was silent for a few moments, absorbing the information as I waited patiently. I already had my answer.

"Ok, Alec, I'll tell you where I found her," he said. "Amara's dream wasn't a dream, it was what humans would call a memory or flashback. I found her in a house fire and she was the baby you described. The house was almost completely burnt and the people caught inside were burning alive. I was too late to save them. I could've but I would've been killed in the process.

"However, there was one human who made it: a baby girl. Amara. I considered drinking her, Alec, I'll admit, once I saw her. But I couldn't bring myself to. Something about her made me think twice. Those eyes…those hazel eyes reminded me of Didyme as a human. I instantly knew who that baby was going to be. And when you stepped up to protect her, I knew WHOSE she would be: yours."

I sat silently, listening to his words play over and over in my head. He thought about killing her. He thought about biting her and drinking her dry. He thought about hurting my angel. Anger flowed into me but I had to remind myself that, at first glance and had she been anther child, I would've probably done the same thing. I must remember that.

So there was my answer. Amara's dream wasn't a dream at all, but a memory that her mind conjured up and played for her. I believe it was a sign that maybe it was time for her to know where she came from and how she came to be here. She was thirteen, after all. It's time she knew.

So I bid a short farewell to Aro and set out to find my singer, a new mission. I found her in my room, surprisingly, looking at my bookshelf. I slowly walked towards her and gently touched her hand that reached for a certain book of mine: Dracula. I looked at her in the eyes when she turned to me, questions hiding behind her hazel irises.

"Alec, we must talk," she said.

"Yes, we must," I agreed.

It's been about an hour and I told her about how Aro found her in the forest and about her dream: the fire, the baby, everything. She sat quietly, letting it sink in and nodded to let me know that she was following. So I continued until she interrupted me.

"Alec, why am I the only one in the tower whose appearance changes?" she asked out of nowhere, catching me off guard.

"I'm sorry, what?"

"I'm the only one here who gets older or whose looks change. Why is that?"

"I-I didn't know you had noticed…"

"Of course I noticed. It's not that hard when your best friend has looked the same for about twelve years. Everyone looks the same, but me. I changed. I grew, Alec. My hair grew longer and I grew taller. I'm the only that's gone through that though. Why?"

I had to look away. I couldn't look at her and tell her why. I suppose I could tell her the TRUTH but I would need the masters' consent(s) for that, though. And we all knew the result if I told her: I'd either be destroyed or they'd have me change her. And I would let neither of those happen. Not yet, anyways.

She tilted my head towards her and I was hit with the saddest sight ever. Amara looked absolutely helpless and it killed a piece of me inside. It took everything in me to not hold her or let everything out. So I did the only thing I could think of: I left.

"I'm sorry, Am-ie, but I have to go…"

With that, I fled from my love. I left her confused and clueless. It's gonna be PRETTY awkward now when I see her in the hall or something. Oh well, it's for her own good.

Ok, so how'd you like it? Good? Leave me comments/reviews and ask questions if you want. Comment and review.

--alice