Aro Volturi sat at his cushioned satin throne fit for a king I guess in a way he was one in charge that is ruling his kind with fear he’s not known for his benevolence you were found in the woods and soon brought by force “bring them to me” he spoke in a demanding authoritative tone the men holding her back did as they were asked the pushed you forward so you now stood just in front of him

He sat their inspecting you for a few seconds tilting his head “My my what a pretty little thing” he hummed his cold unblinking gaze looking her over you with a hint of sinister intent