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A/N: This is one of my first proper stories and I'm soo happy I probably wouldn't mind if you flamed me, or worshipped me…hint hint ;-)

Till death do us part

"Do you Emperor Ozorne of Carthak take Princess Leola of the Copper Isles to be your lawful wedded wife, to cherish and to hold, to comfort and to love, through sickness and in health, till death do you part?" The priest asked. It was the happiest day in Carthak, the Emperor had finally chosen a beautiful bride from a respectable country.

" I do" Orzorn whisper looking into the eyes of his wife-to-be.

"And do you Princess Leola of the Copper Isles take Emperor Orzorn to be your lawful wedded husband, to cherish and to hold, to comfort and to love, through sickness and in health, till death do you part?

"I do" she replied.

"I declare you man and wife. You may now kiss the bride". Everyone in the chapel cheered.

Nine months later

"Push, just one more push now" the midwife calmly said. The truth was that inside she was really worried. What if neither mother nor child made it through? The Queen's pulse was already pretty weak.

Emperor waited outside pacing, he didn't want to admit it but his wife had been pretty sickly during the past few months of her pregnancy. When the midwife came out with her head bowed he knew that it was bad news.

"Congratulations, you have a healthy baby girl," she tried to put off the bad news as much as she could.

"And my wife?" he asked hopefully.

"She lost a lot of blood, we tried to do the best we could…" her voice trailed of pitifully.

"The emperors face slackened, his whole body shook as he turned away and headed to his study. Once he got to his office he took two pieces of paper one of them to his wife's family. The letter explained her death, and also the fact that he couldn't look after himself much less his baby daughter. He asked if she might possibly stay there until he could get himself together.

The other letter was to his chief adviser, explaining about was to happen to the heir of Carthak and asking if his people could possibly be told that mother and child had died together. He then gently laid his head on the table and allowed grief to overcome him.

A/N: Wow! Hope you enjoy it and review.

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