Prince of Blood

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A/N: My first twilight fanfic. Hope you guys enjoy it. I am inly using the characters the plot is all mine. Any similarities are coincidental and all rights belong to Stephene Meyer.

Enjoy and review please xxx

Angela was putting finishing touches to my hair as I sat in the vanity chair in my chambers, today was the day the fate of Swan Empire would be decided by the second largest; and apparently the kindest, ruling vampire family in the world. They would either take the Empire under their control or we will be left vulnerable to invasion from Chief James and his coven; weak but cruel rulers.    

About 500 years had passed since the renaissance of the human world, since vampires crawled out of the dark of the night and forced all mortals into submission.

Clans fought each other using vampire and human armies to win land, with land came power and blood. There are still some countries standing with human rulers but only because they haven't caught the eye of a clan yet, are too small to worth the bother or they don't have any valuable resources for the vampires to feed off of.

There is still some resistance like the small number of werewolves' group. But they are too insignificant, weak and small in number to even hope of overthrowing the vampires. They just hope to live by.

This is partly the reason my father- King Charlie Swan- had to turn to the Cullens for assistance in a last hope to save the Kingdom from James. We have a great relation with the Quileute Tribe; in fact I am betrothed to their heir- Jacob Black, a childhood friend.  Even with the wolves aid we still wouldn't be able to resist the invasion, at least not without heavy loss of life; something my father is dead set against.

Apparently he and King Carlisle Cullen are good acquaintances. And because the Cullens don't kill and occasionally feed of animals, not to mention that the countries under their rule have flourished and are happy my father called on them for help.

So here we are about to willingly hand over our freedom to one set of monsters to save ourselves from slavery at the hands of other apparently worse monsters. I have never met a vampire but I carry nothing but hatred for them in my heart. I have heard countless tales of their evil and coldness, they may look beautiful but they are the darkest kind of evil on this planet.

With one final check Angela deems me ready and escorts me to the room where I am expected. Angela isn't only my lady-in-waiting but also a close friend. She gives my hand one last squeeze and a gentle smile before opening the heavy doors and ushering me inside.

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I hate to admit but the first thing I notice is their inhumanly beauty and the paleness of their skin. There were 7 of them seated with my parents and some men and women from the council. They seem to be seated in couples; there is a blonde beauty sat close to a burly giant man with intimidating muscles and dark curly hair, then there is a pixie like little girl seated next to a tall lean blonde vampire and finally there is another lighter blonde man with his arm around a slight woman with caramel coloured hair and a face that seems oddly motherly; as if vampires could be parental!! The last one is a male with a mess of odd bronze hair and a medium yet strong and prominent build; he is sat alone in a single sofa.