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Tragedy faced Edward and me once more. It was at the beginning of December, just as the court prepared for another lavish wedding this one of my sister and the duke.

I had felt the baby kick and Edward had as well, I was gaining the proper weight though not nearly as much as my previous pregnancy. Marie and Anthony had taken a habit to using my bloated stomach as a pillow as they slept on my lap and even Marie had felt my little angel kick.

She had giggled and sat straight up, looking at me with wonder, her sparkling eyes curious. Her put her tiny hands on my stomach and rubbed it up and down till it kicked again.

This was greatly amusing for Edward and me to witness and just the next day it was gone.

My baby had died inside of me, the baby that was lively and just as chipper as my other children were in my womb. Once it had left my body we learned it was a girl.

This was difficult experience for me, but Edward handled it better, he had already gone through this. That is not to say he had not been cheerless for more then awhile.

And to see Angela and Benjamin; so excitedly expecting their child, along with Sarah and her little girl Charity.

Esme came to court and helped me through this and constantly reminded me that I had to smile though pain was in me if not for anything else but my children.

Just like anything else that had come our way, Edward and I handled it together. Edward had whispered to me that our sweet little girl had been the first of our children to meet her grandfather in Heaven.

And this comforted me greatly.

I knew it was true and I prayed to God that he let it be. And I could not stay sad for long when I had the two bubbliest children in the world smiling obliviously.

And Alice would simply not allow it with her wedding approaching on Christmas Eve. She shared my sorrow but decided cheer is what I needed.

The wedding was rumored to compete with mine for all of the talk about it. Alice laughed at this and said she wouldn't dream of it, but I knew my sister, she could never do something less then her little sister, even if her little sister was the queen of England.

Alice decided to wear a navy satin gown for her wedding. Jasper's tailor and hers worked together on it for weeks until it was to perfect. I would tease her that she should just get the previous queen of England's dress.

Normally the queen would not participate in wedding festivities such as bridesmaid but this was my dear sister and I made an exception. I agreed to be her main bridesmaid along with Rosalie, Rachel, Alyssa and Jasper's sister Joyce.

Marie warmed into her aunt's heart and into their wedding. Alice had conducted a plan of Rosalie carrying her up while she threw petals.

The bridesmaids were wearing a deep gold gown that Alice had made into an infant version. The entire court found this humorous. Of course instead of a bodice there were buttons and no plunging necklines for my girl.

Rosalie and Emmett had married in November, a much smaller ceremony with a feast after. Much of the court attended and my brother, sister and I all planned to make this as easy as Rosalie as possible.

I sighed while thinking of this and remembered the day Alice and I went with her to the tower along with Emmett. The day before Samuel was to be burned on the front Green.

Rose had wanted this, she knew it would be difficult but she needed to speak with the man who stole her life away from her. And the man who was brining the light into her eyes once more escorted her of course.

We walked down to where he was being contained with Emmett holding her tightly and reassuringly.

The words she said to them for full of so much power that brought my hope for the future and the new Rosalie, who was actually the old Rose.

"Samuel, I have come here to ask one question," my cousin started, struggling internally to remain composed. "Why?"

He looked at her with empty eyes, no emotion leaking through them.

"You ruined my life. I cannot go near most men now without my fiancé; you have done that to me. You have made me fear so many things that no one should even have to think about, yet I do, every night when it haunts me in my dreams. No one could erase what you have done; no one can cease my crying at night; no one completely heal the scars you have left." She was beginning to quiver and tears started to leak out, yet her voice was even.

"I do not know why you did this do me, I am not aware of what I did to deserve this. Every breaking of dawn I fear, when the light shines through my bed. I have done nothing to deserve this fear."

Then she said the most powerful words that made me glow in pride at my cousin.

"And still, I forgive you."

That gave me chills, that someone who had been broken in some many horrid ways, still not healed would be able to forgive her breaker. I still marvel about that to this day.

Samuel offered no apology but he did not need to, remorse leaked in through his hard exterior and pain shone from his eyes. Rosalie took that as an apology and walked away feeling proud, with tears drying on her face.

From that day forward Rose made progress. The men who she was more acquainted with and she knew she could trust or at least we assured this was true, they were able to sit next to Rosalie, sometimes speaking lowly but sitting was still enough.

It started with the gentle Benjamin and then the rest of my ladies husband's. Rosalie tentatively grew more comfortable with them and her husband helped that.

Rosalie moved out of my rooms to some with Emmett. They spent most of their time there together, and I asked it to be furnished for Rosalie's taste.

Alice moved to the bedroom farthest from mine that had two doors, one leading to my gathering room and the other to a main hall. Jasper and her would be there until we moved once more and they would be given there own rooms.

I would miss my sister though for she would become Duchess of Norfolk and the two of them would often have to travel that marvelous place.

Yet I was thrilled for her happiness. Actually I was elated, Emmett and Rosalie couldn't be better for each other and Alice found her true love, the one she never thought could be found.

And with the happiness of those four Emmett reminded me of Rachel quietly once. I already had it taken care of. Peter Kent had the closest personality to my brother therefore I had asked him to get to know Mistress Rachel, the two of them got along as well as Edward and I.

Winter passed in cheer from everyone. Including my children; they participated in every event as well as they could and if I allowed it. It was great fun and it seemed I just could not make time stop speeding by me.

Before I knew it Edward and I were celebrating our 1st anniversary of marriage. This year had been the fastest and greatest of my life. Edward could agree so as well.

To celebrate we took our children for the day and spent it together as a family with our young daughter's spirit above us.

And then my children were walking. A week before a year of their birth they begun yet another competitive competition to see who could walk on their own before the other.

I would roll my eyes as each of them would tug lightly on my dress for support. I would lend them each my hands and bend so I wasn't pulling their arms up. They would each wobble but with me urging them they unsteadily walked.

Marie was the most amusing to watch. She would have a look of pure concentration on her face while taking steps, her small lips would be puckered and her tiny eyebrows furrowed deeply together.

She would be able to walk across the room and once she had achieved that her face would be bright and she would look up at me whether I was walking with her or watching from a chair and grin crookedly.

Her eyes were so bright when she would do this, and I would always laugh. It never ceased to get a reaction from the court, they always laughed and sighed how much they adore her.

My children were such an avid part of court and I could not imagine them anywhere but right here. Not being raised by Esme out at Blackberry but right here with their father and me.

We decided to take them for a picnic with us before their birthday. It was a much needed relaxation from the court. Everything around us had been impossibly merrier.

Spain had surrendered the war, declaring England to be victorious. Bonfires of celebration were lit in every city and trumpets with canons blasts could be heard as a sign of victory.

Edward had worked years for this day and I was elated that he could finally celebrate it. And still our family needed uninterrupted time together.

"What are you thinking my darling?" Edward asked me. I sighed and smiled at him while stroking Marie's soft blonde hair that was finally beginning to grow.

"Our life," I chuckled, looking at Anthony, exhausted from running around and hiding from his father. They played this game for nearly an hour and he collapsed onto the cape falling right to sleep.

Marie had decided it would be great fun to poke him. She laughed and looked at me while poking her older brother by eight minutes. I laughed and beamed happily at her. She clapped gaily and looked at her father who was chuckling.

My daughter loved her brother so much. She fell asleep shortly after that, using her brother's stomach as her pillow.

"And what do you think of that?" He asked with silent laughter.

"I would not exchange it for anything," I smiled. He rose from where he was seated and held his hand to me. I took it and he gently helped me rise. Then he led me to the edge of the pond that was sparkling from twilight's brilliant light.

"Neither would I," Edward smiled while wrapping an arm around my waist.

Lowly in my ear, just like a lover he whispered into my ear, "This sunset can only be compared to our love."

"How is that?" I teased while angling slightly to him.

"They both have two things in common," he whispered. "They're brilliant and unlike any other."

"I do believe you have a point." I agreed, turning so I could wrap my arms around his neck and hang back lazily.

"Every choice we have made has led us to this point." He marveled. I thought about this.

Our journey was one that history would remember for generations. This rare love that we have found in each other will be looked at for years.

It is amazing how life will work out so beautifully if you have one person to look forward to. I do have my children and they always make me smile but only Edward will melt my insides and be the best of friends.

I had my family to thank from this, even if indifference is what I was to them. If they had not pushed me towards the king when he was vulnerable from Tanya I would most likely be married off to Michael Newton.

This reminded me of the queen who I had once served. Some people considered that I had overthrown her and made a wife's life unstable, but every other person has told me I have entered us all to the Love's Golden Age.

I laughed at this name when they had first suggested it but then I thought how perfect it would be. After over two and half years this court had finally realized one by one that love is the only thing we have to live for.

Wealth and possessions were nothing if it meant living loveless. And most of the court was coming to this conclusion. The older generation who were long married was trying to live a happy life now though some stubborn men like my father and uncle were not.

Every loose strand was coming together; the problems that made our life complicated yet still our life were being solved.

And still they would never be over. We were in fact the king and queen of England, that always left something to be desired yet we could be two country folk privately.

Marie and Anthony were all we could have wished for; they thrive beautifully and will continue the Cullen dynasty beautifully.

And they will fall in love. Edward and I agreed that no marriages will be arranged and no brides or grooms will be forced upon them. They may wed whomever they chose.

My little Anthony will one day be sitting upon the throne where his father and grandfather sat. He will rule over England, and I had every faith Edward will prepare him for that moment and it will not be thrust upon him.

And our sweet, precious and bubbly Marie, who knew what a child that spirited will do with her life. She kept Edward and me forever guessing on what she will do in a day, much less her lifetime.

"I wouldn't have done anything differently," I grinned up at him as my hair fall from my shoulders.

His wonderful hands slipped around my waist and he pulled me close to him. The golden light of twilight was making his pale skin a beautiful gold and his eyes were twinkling.

"Twinkle twinkle little star, how I love you for everything you are." Edward whispered lovingly made my lips stretch together widely.

"Up above the world so high, my shining king to always stand by." Adoration was coated in my tone; I knew it was utterly obvious as well.

"How I wonder how I've been blessed with who you are."

"Twinkle twinkle, my little star." He smiled in love and admiration. I lightly kissed the man who breaths life into me everyday.

"Stay in my arms forever, never let go." Edward whispered while resting his forehead on top of mine.

"I wish for nothing more."

I said those words like a humble mistress, obeying to his every need. Yet I was not his mistress I was his equal as he was mine.

The other and better half of my soul.

The two of us would never be perfect, there would always be things challenging us but we would forever overcome them. Even if life around was swirling to disaster Edward and I had everything we could ever wish for in our family, friends and most importantly love.

And I would gladly, forever more be the king's mistress.

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Tragedy faced Edward and me once more. It was at the beginning of December, just as the court prepared for another lavish wedding this one of my sister and the duke.

I had felt the baby kick and Edward had as well, I was gaining the proper weight though not nearly as much as my previous pregnancy. Marie and Anthony had taken a habit to using my bloated stomach as a pillow as they slept on my lap and even Marie had felt my little angel kick.

She had giggled and sat straight up, looking at me with wonder, her sparkling eyes curious. Her put her tiny hands on my stomach and rubbed it up and down till it kicked again.

This was greatly amusing for Edward and me to witness and just the next day it was gone.

My baby had died inside of me, the baby that was lively and just as chipper as my other children were in my womb. Once it had left my body we learned it was a girl.

This was difficult experience for me, but Edward handled it better, he had already gone through this. That is not to say he had not been cheerless for more then awhile.

And to see Angela and Benjamin; so excitedly expecting their child, along with Sarah and her little girl Charity.

Esme came to court and helped me through this and constantly reminded me that I had to smile though pain was in me if not for anything else but my children.

Just like anything else that had come our way, Edward and I handled it together. Edward had whispered to me that our sweet little girl had been the first of our children to meet her grandfather in Heaven.

And this comforted me greatly.

I knew it was true and I prayed to God that he let it be. And I could not stay sad for long when I had the two bubbliest children in the world smiling obliviously.

And Alice would simply not allow it with her wedding approaching on Christmas Eve. She shared my sorrow but decided cheer is what I needed.

The wedding was rumored to compete with mine for all of the talk about it. Alice laughed at this and said she wouldn't dream of it, but I knew my sister, she could never do something less then her little sister, even if her little sister was the queen of England.

Alice decided to wear a navy satin gown for her wedding. Jasper's tailor and hers worked together on it for weeks until it was to perfect. I would tease her that she should just get the previous queen of England's dress.

Normally the queen would not participate in wedding festivities such as bridesmaid but this was my dear sister and I made an exception. I agreed to be her main bridesmaid along with Rosalie, Rachel, Alyssa and Jasper's sister Joyce.

Marie warmed into her aunt's heart and into their wedding. Alice had conducted a plan of Rosalie carrying her up while she threw petals.

The bridesmaids were wearing a deep gold gown that Alice had made into an infant version. The entire court found this humorous. Of course instead of a bodice there were buttons and no plunging necklines for my girl.

Rosalie and Emmett had married in November, a much smaller ceremony with a feast after. Much of the court attended and my brother, sister and I all planned to make this as easy as Rosalie as possible.

I sighed while thinking of this and remembered the day Alice and I went with her to the tower along with Emmett. The day before Samuel was to be burned on the front Green.

Rose had wanted this, she knew it would be difficult but she needed to speak with the man who stole her life away from her. And the man who was brining the light into her eyes once more escorted her of course.

We walked down to where he was being contained with Emmett holding her tightly and reassuringly.

The words she said to them for full of so much power that brought my hope for the future and the new Rosalie, who was actually the old Rose.

"Samuel, I have come here to ask one question," my cousin started, struggling internally to remain composed. "Why?"

He looked at her with empty eyes, no emotion leaking through them.

"You ruined my life. I cannot go near most men now without my fiancé; you have done that to me. You have made me fear so many things that no one should even have to think about, yet I do, every night when it haunts me in my dreams. No one could erase what you have done; no one can cease my crying at night; no one completely heal the scars you have left." She was beginning to quiver and tears started to leak out, yet her voice was even.

"I do not know why you did this do me, I am not aware of what I did to deserve this. Every breaking of dawn I fear, when the light shines through my bed. I have done nothing to deserve this fear."

Then she said the most powerful words that made me glow in pride at my cousin.

"And still, I forgive you."

That gave me chills, that someone who had been broken in some many horrid ways, still not healed would be able to forgive her breaker. I still marvel about that to this day.

Samuel offered no apology but he did not need to, remorse leaked in through his hard exterior and pain shone from his eyes. Rosalie took that as an apology and walked away feeling proud, with tears drying on her face.

From that day forward Rose made progress. The men who she was more acquainted with and she knew she could trust or at least we assured this was true, they were able to sit next to Rosalie, sometimes speaking lowly but sitting was still enough.

It started with the gentle Benjamin and then the rest of my ladies husband's. Rosalie tentatively grew more comfortable with them and her husband helped that.

Rosalie moved out of my rooms to some with Emmett. They spent most of their time there together, and I asked it to be furnished for Rosalie's taste.

Alice moved to the bedroom farthest from mine that had two doors, one leading to my gathering room and the other to a main hall. Jasper and her would be there until we moved once more and they would be given there own rooms.

I would miss my sister though for she would become Duchess of Norfolk and the two of them would often have to travel that marvelous place.

Yet I was thrilled for her happiness. Actually I was elated, Emmett and Rosalie couldn't be better for each other and Alice found her true love, the one she never thought could be found.

And with the happiness of those four Emmett reminded me of Rachel quietly once. I already had it taken care of. Peter Kent had the closest personality to my brother therefore I had asked him to get to know Mistress Rachel, the two of them got along as well as Edward and I.

Winter passed in cheer from everyone. Including my children; they participated in every event as well as they could and if I allowed it. It was great fun and it seemed I just could not make time stop speeding by me.

Before I knew it Edward and I were celebrating our 1st anniversary of marriage. This year had been the fastest and greatest of my life. Edward could agree so as well.

To celebrate we took our children for the day and spent it together as a family with our young daughter's spirit above us.

And then my children were walking. A week before a year of their birth they begun yet another competitive competition to see who could walk on their own before the other.

I would roll my eyes as each of them would tug lightly on my dress for support. I would lend them each my hands and bend so I wasn't pulling their arms up. They would each wobble but with me urging them they unsteadily walked.

Marie was the most amusing to watch. She would have a look of pure concentration on her face while taking steps, her small lips would be puckered and her tiny eyebrows furrowed deeply together.

She would be able to walk across the room and once she had achieved that her face would be bright and she would look up at me whether I was walking with her or watching from a chair and grin crookedly.

Her eyes were so bright when she would do this, and I would always laugh. It never ceased to get a reaction from the court, they always laughed and sighed how much they adore her.

My children were such an avid part of court and I could not imagine them anywhere but right here. Not being raised by Esme out at Blackberry but right here with their father and me.

We decided to take them for a picnic with us before their birthday. It was a much needed relaxation from the court. Everything around us had been impossibly merrier.

Spain had surrendered the war, declaring England to be victorious. Bonfires of celebration were lit in every city and trumpets with canons blasts could be heard as a sign of victory.

Edward had worked years for this day and I was elated that he could finally celebrate it. And still our family needed uninterrupted time together.

"What are you thinking my darling?" Edward asked me. I sighed and smiled at him while stroking Marie's soft blonde hair that was finally beginning to grow.

"Our life," I chuckled, looking at Anthony, exhausted from running around and hiding from his father. They played this game for nearly an hour and he collapsed onto the cape falling right to sleep.

Marie had decided it would be great fun to poke him. She laughed and looked at me while poking her older brother by eight minutes. I laughed and beamed happily at her. She clapped gaily and looked at her father who was chuckling.

My daughter loved her brother so much. She fell asleep shortly after that, using her brother's stomach as her pillow.

"And what do you think of that?" He asked with silent laughter.

"I would not exchange it for anything," I smiled. He rose from where he was seated and held his hand to me. I took it and he gently helped me rise. Then he led me to the edge of the pond that was sparkling from twilight's brilliant light.

"Neither would I," Edward smiled while wrapping an arm around my waist.

Lowly in my ear, just like a lover he whispered into my ear, "This sunset can only be compared to our love."

"How is that?" I teased while angling slightly to him.

"They both have two things in common," he whispered. "They're brilliant and unlike any other."

"I do believe you have a point." I agreed, turning so I could wrap my arms around his neck and hang back lazily.

"Every choice we have made has led us to this point." He marveled. I thought about this.

Our journey was one that history would remember for generations. This rare love that we have found in each other will be looked at for years.

It is amazing how life will work out so beautifully if you have one person to look forward to. I do have my children and they always make me smile but only Edward will melt my insides and be the best of friends.

I had my family to thank from this, even if indifference is what I was to them. If they had not pushed me towards the king when he was vulnerable from Tanya I would most likely be married off to Michael Newton.

This reminded me of the queen who I had once served. Some people considered that I had overthrown her and made a wife's life unstable, but every other person has told me I have entered us all to the Love's Golden Age.

I laughed at this name when they had first suggested it but then I thought how perfect it would be. After over two and half years this court had finally realized one by one that love is the only thing we have to live for.

Wealth and possessions were nothing if it meant living loveless. And most of the court was coming to this conclusion. The older generation who were long married was trying to live a happy life now though some stubborn men like my father and uncle were not.

Every loose strand was coming together; the problems that made our life complicated yet still our life were being solved.

And still they would never be over. We were in fact the king and queen of England, that always left something to be desired yet we could be two country folk privately.

Marie and Anthony were all we could have wished for; they thrive beautifully and will continue the Cullen dynasty beautifully.

And they will fall in love. Edward and I agreed that no marriages will be arranged and no brides or grooms will be forced upon them. They may wed whomever they chose.

My little Anthony will one day be sitting upon the throne where his father and grandfather sat. He will rule over England, and I had every faith Edward will prepare him for that moment and it will not be thrust upon him.

And our sweet, precious and bubbly Marie, who knew what a child that spirited will do with her life. She kept Edward and me forever guessing on what she will do in a day, much less her lifetime.

"I wouldn't have done anything differently," I grinned up at him as my hair fall from my shoulders.

His wonderful hands slipped around my waist and he pulled me close to him. The golden light of twilight was making his pale skin a beautiful gold and his eyes were twinkling.

"Twinkle twinkle little star, how I love you for everything you are." Edward whispered lovingly made my lips stretch together widely.

"Up above the world so high, my shining king to always stand by." Adoration was coated in my tone; I knew it was utterly obvious as well.

"How I wonder how I've been blessed with who you are."

"Twinkle twinkle, my little star." He smiled in love and admiration. I lightly kissed the man who breaths life into me everyday.

"Stay in my arms forever, never let go." Edward whispered while resting his forehead on top of mine.

"I wish for nothing more."

I said those words like a humble mistress, obeying to his every need. Yet I was not his mistress I was his equal as he was mine.

The other and better half of my soul.

The two of us would never be perfect, there would always be things challenging us but we would forever overcome them. Even if life around was swirling to disaster Edward and I had everything we could ever wish for in our family, friends and most importantly love.

And I would gladly, forever more be the king's mistress.