A Modern Day Fairy Tale

Chapter One

Story summary: Crown Prince Edward Anthony Masen Cullen is the heir to the throne in the small independent country, Gevalia. His life is all about duty, honor and pride for his country. However, he's lonely, focused on his career. When his younger brother makes some poor choices, Edward is forced to fly to the United States to smooth out diplomatic relations and spend six months looking for a bride, with some pretty stiff stipulations by his mother, the Queen of Gevalia.

Isabella Swan is the oldest daughter and now owner of the Swan Family Bakery, Inc. 1897. She went to college to be a teacher but was forced to forego her dreams when her father was diagnosed with Parkinson's disease. On a chance evening, a handsome stranger slips during a summer rain storm into her bakery and awakens something inside.

Who is he?

Where did he come from?

Why is she drawn to him?

All that is known is that Prince Charming is a real person and Bella is about to live A Modern-Day Fairy Tale. But will it end in a happily ever after?

Disclaimer: All characters are not mine. No copyright infringement was intended. Thank you to Stephenie Meyers for creating Edward and Bella for our enjoyment. I just like playing with them, making them my own ... even for just a little while.

A Modern-Day Fairy Tale

Chapter One

Masen

"The motion is so tabled for further discussion after the holiday and this meeting is adjourned for today," said Duke Edward Carlisle Anthony Cullen, the leader of the House of Lords and presider of the combined houses. He banged the gavel and the members of parliament got up, leaving the lavish chamber where the combined houses met to discuss motions to bring forward to the queen.

The Queen – who also happens to be my mother – Queen Esme Elizabeth Masen Cullen, the ruler of our small country, Gevalia.

I packed up my laptop, putting it into my worn leather satchel and slinging it over my body. The Duke walked over to me, a kind smile on his face. "Excellent proposal and compromise, son," he said proudly. "I think it's something your mother will approve of, Masen. You know how difficult she can be."

"I do know that, Father," I snorted, rolling my eyes. "You really think we can get this motion to pass? With the compromise? I hate to tax our people, but in order to increase revenue ... It's a small sum."

"This tax increase has been on the docket for years, but we've never gotten it this far in either houses. I'm so proud of you. I knew that American schooling would come in handy," he quipped, leading me down the rear staircase of the parliament building to the waiting car. We settled into the backseat. "Home, please?"

"Understood, your highness," said our driver and bodyguard, Felix.

"Are you eating with us, Masen or are you going to spend time at Masen Manor?" Father asked.

"I'll eat with you," I said. "Mother sent me a text ..."

"She used her cell phone? Perish the thought," he laughed.

"I know, right?" I snickered. "She wanted to discuss Emmett and my marriage ..."

"She's still trying to push an arranged marriage, Masen. I'm so sorry. I know you want a love match. I got one with your mother. You deserve the same," he said.