The Volturi Queen
"Who is this?" Seventeen-year-old Isabella Swan asked, pointing to a small portrait of a young woman, obviously Immortal. "That was Queen Sophia," said a girl by the name of Rosalie Hale, glaring down at nothing in particular. "What was she like?" Carlisle Cullen, who had known the Queen well, took a deep breath, even though it wasn't needed, as if it pained him to talk to her. "She used to rule beside Aro, Marcus and Caius long ago. She was a truly beautiful woman." Carlisle's golden eyes glazed over, before he spoke again. "She was very compassionate. She ruled the kingdom of vampires with grace, kindness, and love. " He smiled slightly.
"What happened to her?" asked Isabella. Carlisle's normally bright, golden eyes, turned a shade darker.
"Aro tried to over-throw her. He had gotten everyone to agree with him. Sophia gave second chances. He did not. She was killed by Aro during the fight., she was like no other I have ever met in my whole existence. She was older than Aro, Marcus and Caius all together. She was the only Volturi member that every vampire respected. There will never be another like her." The whole Cullen Clan sighed, missing their Queen. If only they knew...