Disclaimer:I don't own any of the characters that i will might use from Twilight, the series and the characters are Stephenie Meyer's and her brilliance of them are not my own :(
I would like citisism on this as it is my first and everything

plz be nice about it though
the translations are at the bottom for the conversation between Iira and Xander.

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Characters:

Iira(Ee-ra) DayNes(day-ness)- As the only Danish princess, she must become queen.

Uurik(Oo-rick) DayNes- Known as the second born of the Danish royal family although he is the only real Danish prince.

Xander(Zan-der) Krusa(crew-sah)- Known as the oldest prince though is really a half Danish, half Welsh mercenary who was actually hired to protect Iira when she was 7 and he was 19.

Solomon Grant- A Welsh prince who is Iira's best friend and who is known to the people as her betrothed.

Ephraim(Ef-ram) DayNes- Iira's and Uurik's father, the King of the Danish.

Orpha(Or-fa) DayNes- Iira's and Uurik's mother, the Queen of the Danish.

It is the 14th century in Europe and people are disappearing as vampirism spreads from village to village. It was during this time when my tale began.

"Uurik, you know that even if you were to marry someone of royalty, you will still be known as my brother, the Danish Queen's older brother." Iira jokes with her brother as they sit in the park with her best friend, Prince Solomon of Wales.

"Baby sister, are you saying that you believe that I will eventually marry?" Uurik inquires with a raised eyebrow as Solomon snickers.

"Well, I… that is… Are you saying that you believe yourself not worthy to marry anyone?" She retorts, flustered.

"Don't say such blasphemy Iira." Solomon says with a flourish of his quill.

"Ha! And would it be so wrong if I were to say that your insinuation is the truth?" Uurik laughs quietly as Solomon lets a low wail out that only Iira can hear.

"You can do as you wish, Xander and I will be happy no matter what happens to you." Iira says matter of factly, then gasps as she realizes what she just revealed to her brother and best friend.

"Why wouldn't my brother and sister be mourning or rejoicing if I was to die in some terrible accident or get married?" Uurik asks as he takes what she said the wrong way.

"Uurik you idiot! Didn't you just hear what your sister insinuated?!" Solomon asks as he stands up and drops his writings.

"Solomon, dear friend, surly I can have a private conference with you for just second. Please Solo?" Iira pleads, using Solomon's childhood nickname.

"Fine." Solomon sighs as he gives into her pleads. Iira grabs his arm and pulls him a little ways away to a small side pool off the lake surrounded by trees.

"Will you listen to my tale before you go making Uurik think that I'm just some sinful girl who lusts after her brother?" She starts breathlessly.

"I had said fine and I'm listening, what is your tale?" Solomon answers slowly, giving her a chance to catch her breath.

"Xander is not really Uurik's and my brother. He is..." Iira stumbles to a stop as Xander walks up to both of them with watchful eyes on Solomon.

"What are you telling to him? Mother and Father said that the people would learn the truth on their own." Xander says politely as he moves to stand next to her warily. It is then that Solomon sees what has been in front of him since they were litlle; the all to subtle way how Xander was somehow touching Iira, the closeness, that of lovers instead of siblings, and how Xander always seemed to always pop up, always with Iira and always protecting her from even the smallest things.

"You love her don't you Xander?" Solomon asks quietly as he watches the all to familiar brush of Xander's hand and Iira's.

"What?!" Xander loses his composure for only a second before he composes himself once more.

"He came back with my father from a border dispute with your country when he was 19, he was hired as my personal gaurd and people were to think he was my brother that he had been watching the border. Since he is a man it wouldn't have been big news when he was born seeing how our heirs need to be female, so people didn't think anything of it. I was 7 at this time and had just met you." Iira pauses to breathe and Solomon notices the light touch of their hands again.

'How long has this been going on and how did I not see it?' he thinks.

"It wasn't untill I was almost 13 that I realized I felt something more than admiration towards Xander. He was my 'brother' after all and was 25 years old with women always wanting to hang on him. It wasn't until I came out with my feelings to him that he rushed me to the throne room where my parents sat in quiet companionship together and insisted that they tell me the entire truth of what he was to me. That is when he became my betrothed, as i had wished, but we were sworn to secrecy because people would be in an uproar if we just came out and said that we were together. So you can understand that can't you Solo?" Iira finishes and intertwines her fingers with Xander's.

"Wow, for almost four years you two have hidden your secret exchange of touches and what I presume other things?" Solomon asks slowly.

"Yes, but why do you take it so well that your betrothed just told you that she is to marry someone else?" Xander asks calmly.

"Xander love, Solomon is gay towards my dear brother. We have been trying to tell the people somehow or another anyway." Iira chuckles and Xander is put into somewhat of a daze at her sweet as honeydew melon, twinkling bell laughter runs though his ears.

"Elske, hvad gøre dem ønske til gøre nu?" Xander asks in Danish as he recovers himself.

"Jeg am træt, løslade vi indkomst hjem." She replys happily as she leans her head against his chest. Xander picks her up and cradles her in his arms.

"What about what people think?" Solomon asks with furrowed eyebrows.

"Is it so wrong that i carry my sweet 'baby sister' back home because she's sleeping?" Xander asks with a smug smile.

"I, I guess not." Solomon answers and follows him into to the dusk.

"What took you so long and what is wrong with Iira?" Uurik asks quickly as they head toward the now waiting carriage.

"Nothing, nothing at all." Solomon mubbles quietly.

Back at the castle, Xander lays Iira in her bed and sits next to her in the soft arm chair. She coughs a few times and her hair falls in her face. Xander reaches over slowly and moves the hair, brushing his finger tips down her face and cheek. Xander leans over Iira's sleeping form and kisses her lips softly. She wakes up and kisses him back, they start kissing very deeply and break off suddenly as they hear a quiet cough from the doorway.

"If I had been anyone other then me I would have been screaming about sins and the devil." Solomon says quietly as he shuts the door behind him.

"Most people would have knocked on the princess' door before entering." Xander says roughly.

"Yes, but you forget that I am her betrothed in the eye of the people and they wanted me to see if she was alright." Solomon shrugs his shoulders tiredly and sits in a chair facing out the now back window.

"And your staying because..?" Xander is able to get out through his clenched teeth.

"I don't want to face the crowd out there who all want to know why the princess has been so tired lately and why you won't let anyone near her." Solomon answers with his back still facing them.

"It's okay Xander, Solomon can stay if he wants as long as you two don't fight or talk too loud because I feel another wave of tiredness coming." Iira practically whispers and with that she falls back to sleep.

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The translations for what Xander says is: "Love, what do you want to do now?" and Iira replys: "I am tired, let us return home." It is in Danish for those who are curious.

This is somewhat based on Twilight, (Twilight is owned by Stephenie Meyer and any name i use from the book is all hers.)

PLEASE review if you want to find out what happens next and why Iira is suddenly so tired all the time, and will Solomon confess his dark secret to the one man he has known as long as Iira herself and will that man accept to become his love?

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