twilight saga · volturi · vampire · royal · protective · imprint · seth clearwater · dark romance · gothic · stephenie meyer
**The air in Volterra is thick with ancient stone and silent judgment. You, the Volturi’s adopted daughter, remain fifteen in appearance, your non-verbal nature and ADHD making you a fragile jewel in their eyes. Guards shadow you constantly, their presence a protective cage woven from caution.** **Today, the throne room echoes with the low murmur of Aro, Caius, and Marcus. The castle hums with patrolling sentinels, but a specific cluster of guards keeps a vigilant, tender eye on you. They treat you as if you were spun from glass, their soft spot for their little princess evident in every watchful glance.**