Royal Duty Ch.4 TEASER :)

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So usually, by this point in the week, the new chapter would already be put up but I've been working crazy hours and helping with too many things to even begin to mention!

I apologise that y'all are waiting 2/3 days extra for the actual chapter, but I hope you enjoy the teaser anyways...I LOVED writing this chapter, and chapter 5, so I genuinely do hope you enjoy reading them :)

Onwards!

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Chapter 4: A Royal Engagement

Even the date had been set. No one else knew, but Edward and I had sat at either side of the fireplace in his suite one cool evening to discuss it. He had a glass of bourbon in his right hand and I folded mine atop my knee as I watched him swirl the amber liquid mindlessly. I had tried to ignore the way his eyes lingered on my ankles and moved up my bare legs. I blamed the heat I felt in my exposed skin down to the fire quietly crackling beside me. I pretended I hadn’t caught him looking, and ignored the way he tried to concentrate on the conversation again.

It was a heady feeling, knowing someone was obviously attracted to you, and wanted to spend time with you. I felt powerful in his presence, like I could make him do anything if it meant pleasing me, but for some reason I also felt vulnerable. I didn’t want him to know anything about me, scared he might use it somewhere down the line, to the extent that we always talked about him. I had gotten into the habit of changing the subject every time he asked about me or my past.

I was sure he was on to me, but each time he would just smile sadly to himself and stare into the distance. I didn’t know what he was thinking, but I wanted to. I wanted to know what he thought of me, our wedding, my family, the palace I had grown up in…but to ask him outright would be to admit to being curious, and I didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of gaining my attention.

“It’s the start of May now, maybe June? Is that enough time for invitations to go out and everything else to be sorted?” he’d asked me softly, his eyes very much on mine.

“It’s a Royal wedding. If we announced it to be at the end of next week everyone would still show up. And I was assured my dress would be ready within a month, that was the only thing that was going to take a long time,” I’d replied. I’d given my order – as it were – almost two weeks prior, so June would work.

“How about the twentieth?” I’d asked. For some reason the date had been floating around in my head for weeks, and I had no idea why. I’d checked every diary I still had in my possession and the calendars around the palace to see if there was anything special about it, but I couldn’t find anything.

Edward had looked surprised as he answered me. “The twentieth of June? Why?”

He’d looked away quickly when I shrugged. “I don’t know really. It’s been stuck in my head for a while. We can choose another day if you don’t like it.”

His piercing gaze landed on me and I’d fidgeted under its intensity. He looked like he was trying to figure me out, like maybe I was lying about something, and I wasn’t sure what he’d find.

“No, I guess the twentieth isn’t any different from any other day. We’ll go with the twentieth.”

Once again, his eyes had held that faraway sadness I’d come to know, but got nowhere closer to understanding why. It was like everything I said, everything I did, and most importantly, everything I didn’t say or do, made him sad.
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Should be up on Saturday folks!!

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Royal Duty Teaser: Ch.3! :D

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Edward was sitting across from me, his foot resting alongside mine under the table, and I’d been trying to ignore the way the fabric of his jeans brushed my bare leg every time he fidgeted, which was a lot.

The dark shadows under his eyes told me he hadn’t slept, again, and the out-of-control manner of his hair was the outcome of him running his fingers through it all morning. From watching him surreptitiously over the last weeks, I knew this to be an outlet of his stress. If he was frustrated or annoyed, with himself or others, he took it out on his precious locks. Yes, they were precious, I’d come to admire them in the short time I’d known him-while everyone else in the palace was turned out to perfection, he dressed casually and comfortably, and his hair was never, ever tamed.

I liked it that way. He seemed more normal to me that way.

His eyes snapped to mine when my mother’s outburst garnered his attention, and I blushed under his scrutiny. I didn’t want him to know I’d been thinking about him instead of my – our – wedding cake, and I was terrified he’d be able to read it all over me with those inquisitive emerald eyes of his.

“I’m sorry, I’m a little warm. Out of the first half, I like six, nine and eleven the most. I’m just going to get some air, ask Edward which he prefers.” I avoided eye contact with him as I blushed deeper, knowing I hadn’t used his name in a very long time, if ever.

This was the first wedding meeting we’d both been present for, so I’d never had to act like an in-love fiancée in front of anyone before. I wasn’t sure I was actually managing it. I’d barely looked at him, hardly asked him his opinion and avoided interacting with him at all. They had to know something was up.

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TEASER: Forget Me Not Ch-47 :)

Forget Me Not - Chapter 47 - Alone

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I was sure in my head, somewhere, I knew why Bella was avoiding my calls, but I guessed I just didn’t want to face it. I needed her to forgive me, or at least to see me so I could apologize the way she deserved. What she did after that was her decision, but I knew for certain when a whole day passed of her avoiding me that I would fight whatever that decision was.

I was confined to my bed, told I had to rest completely to give my body a chance to recover. As I lay there, my stomach was in knots, gnawing away at my insides, telling me I didn’t stand a chance with Bella after what had happened. After the way I had treated her. My phone was never far from my reach, and I waited anxiously for it to ring. Fuck if it did. I would even sometimes check to see if I’d accidentally turned it off, or if it was on silent, but I knew better, deep down I knew she didn’t want to see me.

We were over, but I couldn’t come to terms with it.

I kept my sketchbook beside me, tracing my fingers over the countless drawings I had done for her since we’d met. I couldn’t stop myself from wondering if I’d ever drawn her before. Surely I must have. Where was everything from my time in New York? There had to be receipts or ticket stubs I’d kept, mementos from our dates, if we even ever had any.

I tried to remember the way she felt beneath my hands that weekend in the tent, the way her skin tasted when I kissed her, the noises she made when I held her the right way, the scent of her hair when I buried my face in her neck. It only frustrated me further when I couldn’t remember the way her laugh sounded when I said something funny, it was completely obliterated by the sound of her screaming at me that day in her house. It played on repeat in my head and no matter what I did, I couldn’t get it out.

She’d stayed Wednesday night with me, but then she’d left first thing in the morning. Did she just need time to herself to understand how she was feeling? She’d taken care of me; she loved me. I could feel it in her touch. I found myself panicking; maybe I’d imagined it, willed it to be true. What if she no longer loved me?

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I'm afraid I can't keep to my two week deadline this week, but I promise this chapter won't be more than a few days late :) I'm already at 3500 thousand words, and I know where I'm going, so until it is posted, I hope you savour this little tease to bide you over :D

Sarah x

Royal Duty Ch.2 Teaser :D

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I've been blown away by the response to this story! 417 favourites over on ffn and I've only posted one chapter! Thanks to everyone who is reading and reviewing!

Chapter two should go up either later today or tomorrow, but until then, I'll leave you a little tease :D

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“Leaving so soon, Princess? I’m hurt…” That voice.

With my shoulders squared, I looked back at the doorway and found a man standing in it, his shoulder against the wood, one foot crossed over the other one, and his arms folded in front of him. His slate-grey cotton t-shirt, and the dark-wash jeans that hung perfectly from his hips atop his brown leather high-tops, made his skin seem pale, but the way his clothes fit him had me thinking completely different thoughts altogether.

Thoughts, I reminded myself, I shouldn’t have been thinking at all. This man, no matter how good looking he had turned out to be, was my enemy, of sorts.

He was looking at me expectantly, but not in an “I’m waiting for an answer” kind of way. It was almost like he was waiting for me to prove something to him, and I couldn’t figure out what it was.

His face was angular, his jaw covered by a slight shadow, his eyes sparkling in the light that reached them, and his hair…it wasn’t until I reached his hair that I realised I was looking at the same man the maid in the palace had been talking about. She had been right.

It took me too long to realise I had been staring for far too long, and my tongue was slow to spring into action.

“Yes, well, it seems I was tricked into coming down here. I have no intention of sticking around, so I bid you good-day.”

I noticed his face fall and wondered why before I reminded myself I didn’t care. I had only taken two steps when his voice stopped me again.

“Wait, I’m sorry. I should have introduced myself.”

There was an edge of desperation to his voice that I couldn’t quite understand as I stood with my back to him. Stubbornly I didn’t turn around, nor did I answer him. I realised I was being rude and aloof, but I just stood there, waiting for him to continue.

“Princess?” His voice was closer this time; he’d come up behind me without my hearing him. Sighing internally, I turned slowly, noting the way my heart rate stuttered as I took in his close proximity.

We stood in silence, staring at each other. I could feel my face heating the longer I was subjected to his gaze, but more than that, I felt warm as his eyes flicked over my face, between my eyes, down over my lips, following the flowing curls of my hair.

Royal Duty is up!!

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Just a quick post to let you all know that my newest fic, Royal Duty, is up on fanfiction for y'all to have a wee peek at if you so desire :D

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FMN Ch.46 Track!

Chapter 46 of Forget Me Not has gone live!!

Here's the link if you need it, but by now I'm pretty sure you know where to find it :)

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5875203/46/Forget_Me_Not

Also, the song for this chapter was found by complete chance while I was surfing through youtube videos. Leddra is an English singer/songwriter, but hardly known at all. I think this should change. Check out her youtube page and her amazing songs.

This one is A Little Easier and the lyrics are scarily right for the chapter, but my fave has got to be Story so check em both out if you have the time!! :D

Anyways, hope you enjoy the chapter and I hope to hear from you!! This one is dedicated to Fathers Day, so happy Dad's Day to all the dad's and dads-to-be out there!

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FMN Ch.46 Teaser :D

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I'm on schedule again this chapter for posting! Really happy that it looks like I'm back into the swing of things :)

Anyways, the chapter should be going up either tomorrow or Monday, but in the mean time I thought I'd leave you with a wee teaser :D

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Chapter 46 - Go A Little Easier

Everything hurt, like seriously, everything.

My head was heavy, with an ache right up the centre of my skull, my legs were cramped from being in the same position, and my eyes had me wanting to scream in pain when I opened them. Not to mention my chest, fuck, everything in my chest hurt.

Someone had just shut the door. That was what had woken me up. I glanced at the clock, screwing my eyes up to try and read it. I couldn’t really make sense of what I was reading and wondered why the hell my brain couldn’t just tell me what time it was.

What the fuck had Carlisle given me?

I remembered him talking to me in that doctor-y tone of his, his hand on my shoulder as he told me to breathe. I remembered him sticking a needle in my arm and the fuzziness that crept over me as he laid me down. I remembered the anger I felt at him fucking putting me out like a light, but then I remembered the warmth and calm that spread through my whole body and that maybe I shouldn’t have felt so angry towards him, he was only trying to help.

The sound of Emmett’s Jeep starting up from the garage told me that maybe they had headed to school and that’s what had woken me.

The more I thought about it, the more I realised I had been perfectly content sleeping away my demons. It had been peaceful, uninterrupted.

No, I thought suddenly. It had been interrupted. I had woken for apparently no reason and Bella had been right there. I thought it was a dream, that I’d projected her face to where I wanted to see it most in the world. She was watching me quietly a few yards from where I was lying. She looked like shit, but she was still the most beautiful girl in the world.

My thoughts jarred me back into reality. She was the only girl I’d ever thought that about. There was no other girl, no mystery girlfriend from my time in New York. The relief I felt was palpable and I sank back onto the sofa slowly.

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