Disclaimer : I don't own warcraft. I don't own the song Bad Romance either. This story has nothing to do with the song it's just a title. This story is just meant to be slightly funny so don't take the messing around with the lore too seriously.

Arthas

The bell chimed across the city of Lordaeron. Arthas walked through the city wearing a black cloak. The drawbridge lowered in front of him and he cross it. Rose petals fell around him and as he walked he grabbed one and held it in his hand for a few seconds before letting it fall away to the ground. Then he reached the door to the throne room.

"At last" he said to himself. He pushed the doors open and stepped inside the grand circular room. His footsteps made loud thudding noises as he stepped across the fancy floor.

Arthas drew his sword and the King, his father stood up from his throne. Arthas knelt before him as a sign of respect but that wasn't his intent there that day. His father had tried to deny his heart's desire and now he would pay the price.

"Ah my son" King Terenas Menethil said.

Arthas through for a moment, he didn't need to listen to him anymore. Who was his father telling him he couldn't marry who he wished, disapproving of his love for the high elf. Arthas stood and removed his hood with a quick motion of his hand. He lifted his sword and walked towards his father. When he reached him he grabbed him and aimed the sword.

"What is this, What are you doing my son?" his father asked.

Arthas raised his sword for the kill and replied "Succeeding you father" and with that he stabbed his blade into the king.

The king gasped as he died and the crown bounced of his head landing at the bottom of the stairs that led up to the throne, broken with the king's blood splattered on the bottom of it.

Several hours later Arthas rode into a small town near the edge of Lordaeron. Tomorrow morning he would get married and their was nothing his father could do to stop him. Arthas reached the inn and knocked on one of the room doors. The door swung open to reveal the beautiful blond elf he would marry, Sylvanas Windrunner.

"Arthas don't you know it's bad luck to see the bride before the wedding" she said with a smile.

"I'm sorry about that" Arthas said returning the smile "but this couldn't wait"

Sylvanas looked at him with an expression of curiosity on her beautiful face.

"Of course, come in" she said.

When Arthas entered the room he turned to her and said "I went to speak to my father, like you asked".

"And how did that go will he attend the wedding or does he still disapprove?" she asked him.

"Actually he's dead. He won't be attending anything. I am king of Lordaeron now"

"Oh … Arthas I am so sorry for your loss" she said "Do you want to postpone the wedding and take some time to grieve?".

Arthas sighed. He supposed that postponing the wedding would be appropriate but his father's disapproval had been what brought about this set of events. His father had disapproved and threaten to cut him off if he married Sylvanas but Arthas wanted to be King and he decided that he'd waited long enough.

"No, Lordaeron will need a Queen as much as it needs a King and I want you by my side".

She hugged him. "I love you" she said.

"I love you too" he replied.

They kissed each other goodnight and then Arthas left her room. He'd see her tomorrow at the alter.

Sylvanas

Sylvanas woke early the next morning. She felt slightly nervous which was not a feeling she was used to. Normally she was confident, brave and strong. She was after all the Ranger General of Quel'thalas. She spent a few hours running some last minute errands. Then she returned to her room to put on her dress.

"You look beautiful" Veressa said as she helped Sylvanas with her hair.

Sylvanas smiled "I'm glad you're here".

"You're my sister of course I'm here" Veressa said.

Sylvanas smiled at her "I wish Alleria could be here though".

"I'm sure she would be very proud of you if she was here. She would also say you look very beautiful" Veressa said with a smile.

Veressa finished of her work with Sylvanas's hair. There came a knock at the door of the room and Veressa went to go answer it. Sylvanas picked up her Bouquet and took another look at herself in the mirror. In a few minutes she would walk down the aisle and marry Arthas. Veressa returned to her and said "Sylvanas, Lor'themar is here to see you"

Sylvanas smiled and held the bouquet out to her sister "Here hold this. I'll talk to him".

She walked across the room to the door where he stood waiting.

"Lor'themar I'm so glad you could make it. To what do I owe the pleasure" Sylvanas said with a smile.

"Are you sure about this Sylvanas?" he asked

"Of course I am. Would I be doing this if I wasn't" she replied.

Lor'themar nodded "I thought you'd say that. We will miss you in Quel'thalas as the Ranger General"

"Is that what you're worried about? Lor'themar you'll make an excellent Ranger General" she said.

Lor'themar was silent for a moment, to Sylvanas it looked like he was struggling to say something "Well if he makes you happy then I'm happy for you. That's all I've ever wanted for you, for you to be happy" he said when he finally spoke.

"Aw Lor'themar your so sweet" Sylvanas said with a smile "Now I really need to get going, it was nice talking to you" and with that she turned and headed back into the room to collect her bouquet and to tell her sister it was time to go.

Arthas

Arthas stood outside the church welcoming guests and waiting for his best man. He was starting to get annoyed, the wedding would be starting soon and the best man not being there was a problem. Just when he thought he was about to scream several horses pulled up in front of him. His best friend King Varian Wrynn of Stormwind jumped down from his horse and as did his guards and son Anduin.

"Arthas it's good to see you" Varian said and they hugged.

"Could you try getting here earlier next time when I'm doing something important like this" Arthas said

"Sorry" Varian replied "And I was so sorry to hear about you father as well. I know this isn't the time but what happened to him?"

"Your right this isn't the time" Arthas said noticing Sylvanas heading down the road with her sister towards the church. He through of what Sylvanas had said about it being bad luck to see the bride before the wedding but he was sure that that was just superstition. She did look very beautiful Arthas could see as he looked at her.

"Varian can we go into the church now please?" Arthas begged hoping not to need to delay the wedding even for a moment.

Varian and Arthas took their places at the altar and awaited the bride. At that moment it began to pour down outside. 'Great now the weather is bad now as well, is anything going to go right today' Arthas thought with frustration. At that moment however the musicians begin playing 'here comes the bride' as Sylvanas and Vereesa came down the aisle, Arthas let go of his frustrations with the weather and the best man for now. Sylvanas reached him and handed her bouquet over to her sister. Then she and Arthas joined hands and turned to face one another.

"Dearly beloved we are gathered here today …" the priest began (I could do the rest but it would take up way too much space and I am not entirely sure how it goes after this.)

After awhile of talking the priest finally began to reach the end.

"Arthas Menethil do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?" the priest asked.

'What sort of question is that?' Arthas thought 'of course I do' but he keeped this to himself and instead he simply said "I do"

The priest then turned to Sylvanas and said "Sylvanas Windrunner do you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?".

'Again stupid question. Why else would we be here' Arthas thought.

"I do" Sylvanas said.

"I now pronounce you man and wife" the priest said "You may now kiss the bride".

'About bloody time' Arthas thought as he lead forward and kissed his wife.

They moved on to the reception next. People came up to them to offer their congratulations. Arthas spoke to each one of their well wishes politely but in his mind he thought 'just leave the gifts you got us and go. That would certainly save us from hearing similar annoying words from all of you'. After food and drink Arthas was expected to dance. It was supposedly a tradition but Arthas hated dancing. 'I'll get rid of this stupid tradition soon' he thought as he and Sylvanas danced round the dance floor. Finally he was able to break away from the dance floor with the excuse that it have been a long day and he was tired. He sat down next to Varian.

Varian turned to him and said "Arthas as I mentioned earlier I want to talk about your father, What happened to him I heard he was stabbed?" Varian asked.

'If you want to know whether or not I killed my father why don't you have the guts to ask Varian?' Arthas thought "Yes he was, it's just so tragic" he said as Sylvanas came to sit down beside him.

"Are you looking for the person who did it so they can be punished by the law?" Varian asked.

'Of course not' Arthas thought 'because I did it. He was an old idiot and he stood in my way. He deserved what he got after threatening to disinherit me because I chose to follow my heart and he disapproved' instead he said "Of course, I will find the assassin and then they will pay"

Varian gave an approving nod and said "I am so sorry for your loss and congratulations on the wedding" then he walked of.

'It should be I'm happy for your loss because now you get to be King and you've have gotten rid of that fool' Arthas thought.

Sylvanas

Next it was time for them to leave the reception. There was a horse a cart waiting for them out the front. Sylvanas keeped thinking through what she'd heard Varian say to Arthas. Something didn't add up. She took his arm and the two of them headed towards the carriage. She smiled and waved to her sister and gazed around the room. Her gaze found Lor'themar who had drunk so much that night that he had passed out. Sylvanas wondered why, he normally wasn't a heavy drinker. They reached the carriage and Arthas helped her up.

'That's sweet' she thought 'but I can manage by myself'.

When the were in the carriage the driver had the horses go and they began to move away from their wedding. However she could not stop thinking about what happened to Arthas's father. Eventually she decided to ask.

"Arthas" she began.

"Yes, what is it my love?" he asked her.

"About what Varian was asking about, about your father. Did you do it? Did you kill him?" she asked slightly dreading the answer.

He looked at her for a moment then said "Yes".

Sylvanas was shocked "Why! He was your father why would you do it?"

"He deserved it. He didn't want us to be together. Now we can be happy without him trying to ruin things. He was a fool, Lordaeron is far better off with me as a King that him" Arthas replied.

Sylvanas could not keep the horror from appearing on her face. She wondered if she'd just made a terrible mistake in marrying him.

Author notes: Hope you like it. I will try add more chapters soon. Please review. Also I plan to do several different pairings throughout this story but I am open to suggestions. If you suggest a pairing that I can fit into the story with what I have planned and I think it's a good idea to stick it in then I will. I don't mind if it's a bit strange but if I really don't like the idea I probably won't stick it in. Given some of my plans with this it's very likely that the suggested pairing won't be permanent.