A/N : Yay! New chapter!

EPOV

"Felix!" I bellowed through the palace entrance, waiting for a guard to accompany me into the city along with my Mother who stood beside me, her hands clasped together as she grinned in anticipation.

"Coming, My Lord," he called back, running to us. I couldn't help ogling his huge, muscular build as he ran, all his muscles flexing and releasing.

I cleared my throat and threw a cloak over my Mother's shoulders, completely covering her in blood red fabric when I pulled the hood over her hair. I winked at her as she almost started vibrating with excitement before pulling on my own cloak that was a dark green like the grasses in the Spring.

"I cannot thank you enough, Edward," my Mother gushed, her hands grabbing my face so I would look at her.

I smiled down at her, "Just don't tell Father too much, my Queen."

"Agreed." She quickly looped her arm in mine and ran down the steps with another guard member beside her as Felix stood by my side, moving with me.

We moved swiftly through the city's busy market, making sure to hide our faces to avoid any unwanted attention and made our way to the Olympic stadium.

"Why aren't we taking our rightful place on the balcony, Mother?" I asked her as I shoved a vile looking man out of my way, curling my lip at his scent.

"So we attract no attention and do not waste time fulfilling our royal duties instead of enjoying the games, Edward." She sighed, annoyed that I wasn't keeping up with her.

I frowned but followed along until she found a seat with a good view and sat me down beside her, our two guards sitting on either side of us.

"Oh, look! They're just starting!"my Mother gushed, clapping her hands and watching the open stadium like a hawk watches an ignorant mouse.

I snickered as I watched her eyes double in size when the Gladiators prepared to take each other down, their knees slightly bent and their hands ready by their sides.

My soldier in the arena nodded his head to the fighters and they immediately leapt at each other, both aiming to kill.

The men were huge, easily comparable to the size of my brother, whom I could see taking the seat that our Father usually claimed when he came to watch the games. My brother was just as tall as me but was built like the wrestlers on the field, having trained with them.

A/N : In other news, what's your opinion on Fifty Shades of Grey (a former FanFiction) suddenly EXPLODING into the world? I see it in stores everywhere and my friends and their Mothers are reading. If you know me on Facebook or Twitter, you know what I think.

Let me know what you think. I'm going to ask random questions at the end of chapters from now on. :)