A/N- Okay so before we begin, I owe all of you readers an apology. I truly did not mean to wait this long to update. I am extremely sorry for the long hiatus. Forgive me? I promise that I will update in a more timely fashion after this. Promise. Now, chapter eight. I don't think it's all that great. But I would love to hear your opinions. And feel free to rant at me for not updating. I deserve it.

Chapter Eight: Edward's Decision

"But Alice!" Edward protested. She frowned, and put a finger to his lips.

"Edward, you must believe me when I say this. Mother and Father are not doing this to spite you. They are only doing what is necessary to keep peace within the kingdom. This is what happens when you are royalty. It is duty first, emotion second," Alice said softly. He groaned and flopped back onto his bed.

"I know, but I do no love her!" he wailed in desperation. If I were to marry Victoria, I would be miserable my entire life. There had to be a way around this. I love Isabella.

"Yes, but doesn't Isabella Swan despise you?" Alice asked. I must have voiced my last thought. Edward propped himself up on his elbows.

"What do you mean?" he asked. Alice sighed.

"Brother, you know exactly what I mean. It is no secret that Lady Isabella Swan despises you. You are going to have a hard time winning her heart," Alice warned. Edward shook his head, and sprung to his feet.

"It can not be harder than convincing my parents to cancel the wedding. I will do as I must to win my fair maiden's heart," he said, a faraway look in his eye. He grinned, picked Alice up, and kissed her on the cheek.

"I must be going now Alice dear. If Mother and Father ask…tell them the truth. They can not do anything to stop me," he said with absolute conviction. Alice nodded, a smile on her face at her brother's antics.

"May I ask one question?" Edward turned, his hand hovering over his bedroom door handle.

"Yes? What is it?"

"How can you tell that you love her?" Edward paused.

"It's rather difficult to explain. The first time I saw her…it was like a blind man seeing the sun for the first time. And…whenever I'm not with her…my heart hurts," he whispered softly, his eyes cast to the floor. Alice smiled, and wrapped her arms around his waist, enveloping him in a hug.

"Then I wish you all the luck whilst you are winning her heart. You are going to need it," she said. Edward grinned.

"I know. But I think I stand a fair chance. She can not hate me that much. Can she?" he asked. Alice giggled.

"Sometimes, a woman says she despises a man simply because she is in denial that she is actually in love with him. Women are complicated Edward. Remember that." Edward frowned, and nodded.

"So you are saying that there might be a chance that Isabella is secretly in love with me?" he asked, his voice full of hope. Alice creased her brow. She did not want to infuse her brother with false hope, but at the same time she did not want to crush what little hope he did have.

"And then again, a woman says she despises a man simply because she despises him. Be careful Edward. Do not pursue her for too long. If she says that she is not in love with you, it might be near impossible to change her mind. And she might already love another." Edward nodded, deep in thought.

"Thank you Alice. I'll keep your words in mind. For now though, I must ready my hunting horse. I shall ask her to go hunting with me today," he proclaimed, rushing out the door. Alice smiled. She followed her brother, albeit a little more slowly. She strolled down the hall, gradually making her way to the throne room, where her father was meeting with various subjects. She glided into the waiting room, and stopped, her breath catching in her throat. Across the room stood Jasper Swan. Alice could feel her heart beating faster simply by looking at him.

His hair was a beautiful golden color, and hung down in perfect ringlets all around his face and the back of his neck. His tunic fit snugly around his shoulders, and Alice could see that he had quite the muscular build to him. She blushed, and forced herself to gaze at the floor. She took a couple of deep breaths, and looked up again. She gasped. He was staring right at her! After a few seconds, he smiled. Alice timidly smiled back. He waved his hand in greeting, and Alice gently bobbed her head in acknowledgement. He looked around, and then started to make his way towards her. She blushed furiously, and looked for a place to hide. Unfortunately, he was before her before she had a chance.

"Good afternoon," he whispered, taking her hand and gently pressing his lips to the back of it. Alice's blush deepened.

"Good afternoon," she whispered back. She could feel the warm press of his hand against hers. He still hadn't let go. He was too busy staring into her eyes.


Edward ran down the stone path in the gardens, making his way to the stables. From his lips came a merry tune. He was going to see Isabella today. His day could not get any more perfect. Edward waltzed into the stables, and Emmett snapped to attention, giving him a deep bow.

"Shall it be the stallion your Majesty?" he asked, not meeting Edward's gaze. Edward frowned.

"Emmett…must I always remind you to call me Edward?" Emmett tightened his mouth.

"Only your friends are allowed to call you by your first name you Majesty," he said, turning his back, and busying himself with the tack. Edward's frown deepened.

"What do you mean? You are my friend Emmett," he said. Emmett shook his head.

"Apparently not, not after the way you spoke to me yesterday. I thought we were friends, but if you are going to out of the blue use your title against me like you did yesterday, then I don't think we are friends any longer," Emmett said, his voice devoid of emotion.

"Emmett, I'm sorry for the way I spoke to you. Truly I am. It is just that I was very upset yesterday, and I unrightfully took my anger out on you. I should not have done so, and I am sorry. Can we be friends again?" Edward asked. Emmett turned around.

"I did not expect for you to apologize. Truthfully, I expected you to fire me after my speech," he admitted. Edward smiled.

"Of course I wouldn't do that. We are friends after all," he said cheerily. Emmett grinned.

"So we are. So which horse will it be today Edward?" he asked. Edward pondered his question for a few moments.

"The two best hunting horse we've got," he said finally. Emmett smiled, and did as asked.