1850. Charlotte was a part of a USA royal family. Few days ago, Queen - Charlotte’s mother - died. Charlotte’s Coronation was in Seattle, Forks. Charlotte picked it because it was her mother’s favourite city in USA, and they built a new Victorian style castle there.

Charlotte was young, 16. She was very beautiful, mature as a queen. She was probably one of the strictest, and rule followed Queen ever. But she had a secret. Dark secret that NOBODY could know. She was a vampire. It was very hard to followed royal rules when you got to drink blood and you have to control yourself, but she kept it well.

One usual morning Charlotte was in her room in her palace, listening to the sound if people outside her window hoping that she will come out on a balcony and wave at them. She was writing something in her notebook, before looking up at the window, thinking if she should go out. Charlotte placed her notebook down, walking up to the window to look, but not going out just yet. People shouted stuff, kids waved. Charlotte smiled softly ot herself, before pushing the door open and going out. It was a rare sight, but it happened now and then. Her eyes fell on a groud of pale people, talking near the fountain. They had a different, special scent. Vampire one.