Chapter 11
Bella:
A few days after first meeting the Cullen's, I find myself on a private jet, heading across the Atlantic Ocean towards Italy.
Yes, the Cullen's own a private jet.
My stomach is filled with nervous butterflies at our impending meeting with the Volturi. It turns out Carlisle is really good friends with Aro, so he called him up to set up a meeting. Meanwhile, all I can think about is how close my second life came to ending after Aro's order to destroy the newborn army I was a part of.
"It'll be fine, Bells. I've got your back, remember?" Maggie says. "Anyway, when was the last time you ever travelled this stylishly? I'm thinking never," she grins, fully reclining in her seat.
I snicker and shove her arm, turning to look out of the window.
Eventually, our vampire pilot announces that we're about to land in Italy. The nerves flutter in my stomach as I adjust the top Alice and Rosalie bought for me. They bought Maggie and I entire outfits and pretty much entire wardrobes.
Carlisle and Esme sort out renting cars while the rest of us deal with the luggage in the small hold of the private plane.
Soon enough, we're on the road, winding through the hills of Italy. My gaze stays fixated out of the window, taking in as much scenery as I can. Italy is a place I've always dreamed of visiting, and now I'm not even allowed to enjoy it.
When we arrive at the castle the Volturi and their guard reside in, I see vampires everywhere. The only time I've ever seen this amount of vampires was in my first few months of my new life.
After going through many, many guards, we're let into a chamber right in the heart of the castle, where the three Volturi brothers sit on lavish thrones.
Am I supposed to curtsey?
"Ah, Carlisle, how pleasant it is to see you again! How is your family? It appears to have grown since I last saw you!" Aro, I assume, says to Carlisle. He steps down from his throne to shake Carlisle's hand. "Many questions, I see." Aro's eyes gleam almost manically. I learnt on the journey over here that Aro's gift is to see everything in your mind upon flesh to flesh contact.
"Perhaps we should sit down?" Carlisle suggests, motioning to the large table at the far end of the room.
He seems to have a thing about tables.
After we've all sat down, Carlisle introduces Maggie and I. He leaves out the part about me being Edward's mate, however.
"Isabella. What a beautiful, Italian name. Gifted, too, both you and your friend… But Carlisle didn't bring you here to help you get a job with our guard. Why did he bring you?" Aro muses.
I glance at Marcus and Caius, Aro's siblings, though it appears Aro is the one to do all the talking.
"I'm here to ask you about Edward," I tell Aro.
Aro holds eye contact with me for a few minutes, before his eyes flicker to Carlisle. "Might I take your hand?"
I hold in my smirk. "Sure," I oblige, extending my hand across the table.
I watch the smile fall from Aro's face as he realises he can't read a single thought from my mind. He retracts his hand slowly, and turns towards Carlisle.
"When were you going to tell me you'd found Edward's mate? This is joyous news!" Aro cries.
Since Carlisle seems startled and shocked, I step in for him. "We were going to mention it when you told us what you know about Edward's whereabouts."
A/N: Do you think Aro knows where Edward is?
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