As Bella answered one of his questions, Aro allowed his eyes to flick over towards his brothers who were doing far worse in terms of subtlety in comparison to him.

Caius was staring at the door, jaw clenched and eyes blazing with a ferocity and desperation Aro had never seen on the ruthless Kings face. Marcus was leant forward on his seat, his own eyes also latched on the door as his fingers tapped on the arm rests on his throne. Hope was in their eyes and their hearts were in their throat and Aro knew why.

They could all smell her. A heavenly scent of rose and sandalwood which it seemed only they could pick up on. She was close. So close. Closer than they had ever been.

Then the doors swung open and their Queen arrived to save them from the boredom of the Cullens.

"Darling." Aro smiled, practically cooing as he sees their dear wife.

The Queen of the Vampires.