Bella doesn't remember who she is or where she came from. The only person who knows is Edward.
Bella knew Edward was different. She never would have guessed he's a fallen angel.
~*~ Prologue ~*~
The cold night came without warning reminding him that Fall was upon them soon. The young man walked quickly to the balcony pulling the glass door shut to contain the draft. As he quickly peered outside, he saw the guards move about with lighted torches leading the way as they prepared for battle. They didn't know when the first strike would come, but knew it would be soon. He took a deep breath and turned back to face the kingdom's Princess.
Perched on her bed, she stared curiously at him. He had told her everything, even when he had come here to lie. He had brought champagne bottle to celebrate her 15th birthday to disguise the potion that he was ordered to give her by her father, the King. He shouldn't have been surprised by these turn of events, in all his life he had known her he knew he was not capable of lying to her. He needed to get better at that. From here on out, he promised himself, he would do whatever possible to keep her safe.
"So I won't remember anything?" she asked softly, looking down at the small blue bottle resting in her palm.
His frown said it all as she nodded at his response. Taking a deep breath, she pulled the cork out of the bottle and downed its contents. His eyes widened in surprise, he hadn't expected her to take the potion so hastily. He was preparing himself for a long argument.
"Gosh, that is awful," she balked at its taste and he almost smirked as her pretty face scrunched up in disgust. Smiling at him she motioned him as she pat a spot next to her on her bed. He walked quickly to her, setting himself close beside her.
"I understand why I must do this," she said as she brushed a piece of hair out his eye then tracing his brow with her finger. A gesture she had always done, even as they were little kids. "Thank you for telling me the truth."
He watched her eyes become heavy with sleep as her head began to fall onto her pillow. Slowly, he pulled the sheets over her body to tuck her into bed. The potion beginning to work, she smiled weakly at him as she laid her head down on her pillow. Pulling her blanket over her shoulders, the boy knelt beside her bed. He thought he would feel relief after telling her the truth and letting her make this choice but found himself feeling empty and even more afraid. He was going to lose her and there was nothing he could do. It was the only way to keep her hidden and safe.
"Princess," he whispered. His words struggling, knowing that he didn't have much time before she fell completely asleep. "I promise my life I would never let harm come your way. I will never leave your side. I will always protect you."
She reached for his hand and grasped it tightly.
"Will I at least remember you?" she asked her eyes hopeful.
He head shook. He wondered how he would feel when she woke up and wouldn't recognize who he was, never remembering those warm summer nights spent swimming in the lake together, or that they were best friends, possibly something more. He would only be a stranger. A rush passed through him as he thought about this. He could tell her everything he had been dying to say without consequence, as she simply would not remember after tonight. These words that had been bottled deep within him and he desperately held them back everyday since he realized just how much she meant to him. His station in life prohibiting a life with her he knew he could never have. He could not live through her next second life, knowing he had his one chance to tell her how he felt and never taking it.
Tears dropped from her eyes and she squeezed his hand tighter. Pushing a strand of hair behind her ear he leaned closer to her cupping her face in the palm of his hand.
"I ha-," he stated.
"I love you," she said matter of face. "I have always loved you."
He looked back at her in complete surprise. It was as though they had the same thought. His heart soared at her words. No longer caring what was right or wrong, he sat in her bed and pulled her into my arms tightly, relishing the feel of her body pressed against his.
"I love you," he said softly in her ear. "With all my heart and with all of my soul."
She turned her head towards him and gave him a soft, chaste kiss.
"I won't forget," she whispered before she fell into a deep sleep.
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