✔️|Volturi (The Three Kings L.S) (COMPLETED)

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Chapter 93 - Pleading Princess

Attarah felt achey as she stood at the side of her bed. They were still at the house... Her house. Though it still felt foreign for her to call it so. She pulled up the bedding and smiled happily. The kings asked her if she wanted to have servants but she denied their suggestion. She wanted her house to be her house. The kings had agreed to this but made her compromise that housekeepers could come whilst they were not there and keep the place clean so that it didn't get too dusty. She begrudgingly agreed.

It made her smile when the kings asked her to assign them rooms. It felt brilliant for her to have her own independence once more. It seemed they knew she desired it and they were right in thinking she'd want a escape house. She was to live in the castle for the rest of her life and that would get exhausting considering she'd one day be immortal.

Attarah still found it a balancing act to satisfy them all, they were all so different but all equally passionate and as mates, attached to her. She lay back on the bed with her arms spread eagle at her sides. The whole house was the near opposite of the castle, her new home was polished and white, pristine, not that the castle was dirty. It was just that the house was fresh.

Lying on the freshly made bed sort of defeated the object but she just needed a moment to herself. As awful as she felt for it, the door was currently locked. The fact that the door could be locked from the inside confused her at first but she came to understand it. Attarah closed her eyes gently. She had always been a quiet person, not ever the centre of attention and for her entire life, she hadn't wanted to be. She'd always been happy alone. She was Charlie's daughter and spent at least two nights a week at home alone as her father attended night shifts.

It was almost as if that part of her had never left, it was just locked away temporarily. Sighing, she pulled herself from the bed, knowing that the Kings would need to be getting back soon. She silently vowed to return before Christmas so that she could decorate the place. Her and Charlie had always had the same fake Christmas tree with dusty tinsel and faded decorations of red and gold but she loved the tradition of it. She had a plan to get the kings to allow the castle to celebrate Christmas.

The Swan girl found herself downstairs shortly after where all the kings sat around the dining room table chatting away in Italian. She frequently wondered if they spoke the other language so that she wouldn't understand them but had concluded that they just did it naturally when they were alone.

Standing beside the stove, Attarah smiled as she turned on the hob and placed a rose gold chrome coloured kettle on top, allowing the water within to boil. It made her happy that she could now do things in her own. Taking out a frying pan and glass bowl, she began to prepare the batter for a pancake. She stirred it whilst humming a Christmas song softly under her breath. Finally the batter was poured into the pan where it sizzled and she beamed as it began to brown.

She was never particularly good at flipping pancakes so she didn't bother to make it look spectacular, she merely took a spatula out to flip it before sliding it onto a plate. The kettle began to scream at her and she frowned before pouring it into a red mug on the side that she'd prepared with a teabag and a small spoonful of sugar. On top of her pancakes she placed a few blueberries.

It was only when she headed to the table did she notice the eyes that had been watching her the entire time. She blushed slightly as she sat down, feeling slightly self-conscious.

"You cook" Aro stated, it wasn't exactly a question but she felt the need to answer him.

"I do, Charlie is awful at it, he burns everything and we couldn't live off of takeaway forever." she shrugged.

"You are amazing my dear" Aro smiled as she giggled as she reached out and grabbed a knife and fork that lay in the centre of the table. That is when her sleeve rode up to reveal finger shaped bruises wrapping around her wrist.

Marcus, who sat to her right, gently took her wrist to examine it and Caius looked down at the table guiltily.

"It's fine" the girl stated and pulled her wrist back, pushing the sleeve further down as she sliced through the pancake. "So" she began and they looked st her with bright red eyes.

"Yes love?" Caius prompted.

"I was thinking" she began "that maybe we could decorate the castle this year for Christmas"

"Why would we do that?" Aro questioned, looking back down at some documents in front of him.

"... Because it's nearly Christmas?" she stated as though he was being silly.

"Attarah Dear, years for vampires are incredibly short." he began "if we celebrated Christmas, it'd feel like it were always Christmas. We do not need a celebration to end the year because we have endless years."

"but I don't" they frowned at her "I'm a human. I know you intend to turn me but I want to make the most of my human days whilst I can. And besides, the guards would absolutely love to fully celebrate Christmas. When was the last time they got to?"

"I presume when they were human" Aro mused.

"Please" she groaned out as she finished her pancakes and leant back with the tea in her hands.

"I really don't -"

"For me?" she stated looking him directly in the eyes with her beautiful forest green ones. Aro looked back and noticed the innocence behind them. She purposely winded them slightly in a puppy dog manner and he groaned.

"How can you say no to that brother?" Marcus chuckled and Aro rolled his eyes.

"is that a yes?" Attarah squealed happily. They'd celebrated Christmas the previous year but it wasn't particularly spectacular, it wasn't really Christmas at all.

"I suppose it is" the raven haired King stated, defeated and Caius chuckled that their innocent mate had managed to convince them. It did make him slightly angry though as it would make them appear weak and Caius did not like appearing weak. He just hoped they wouldn't have many visitors during that time.

"Ooh, can I drive home?" she grinned and they just looked at her.

"You're trying your luck now princess" Caius stated, adding in a playful wink to show that he wasn't really irritated.

"Pleaseeee" she rolled out and looked up at Marcus with pleading eyes. He looked at his brothers for aid but they held up their hands and he sighed in defeat.

"Of course darling"

Attarah smirked and they all knew that there was a tiny devil hiding within their gorgeous angel, but they couldn't complain as they loved it.