Two days later.

It's today, I hear the annoyed voice in my head saying. Slowly I pack my stuff. At the top of the stack of clothes lies a dark blue evening gown. As always, there will be a celebration on the first evening to welcome us.
Already at the beginning I hated these festivals. Hopefully it'll be different this time.
But well, as a sign of gratitude, we keep on doing that.
First, that they spared me.
And second, that they didn't fight against us.

"Are you ready?", I hear Rose asking, standing in the doorway.
"Yes, I am", I say and go through everything in my mind again.
Then I follow her downstairs.
After the others have finished, we set off.
The Volturi always send us a private jet. This is how we avoid being seen by people. After an hour we arrive at the plane. I talk to Renesmee while we pick the seats.
Shortly afterwards the flight starts.