Gah! What am I doing? I've created another fanfiction? I only hope I can actually keep writing this one and not stop mid-way.

Present Day

Prince Nuada turned to Nuala once again. He could feel death come closer to him. It was almost upon him. He knelt down in front of his dying sister as he crossed over and turned to stone. He shattered once he hit the floor, but Nuala stayed intact in the arms of her would-be lover.

Buried deep in Bethmoora, a human woman with long white hair and pale skin and lips laid in a glass coffin. The darkness of the curse that had seeped into the rest of Bethmoora from the Golden Army had finally reached her coffin and had cracked it. Now, with the royal twins dead, it cracked fully and the curse flooded into the coffin, turned the perfectly preserved corpse completely black and decaying, destroying the secrets of the body with it.

5 Years and 3 Months Before the Construction of the Golden Army

Princess Neva of the humans slowly wandered the castle, a book in hand. She had long black hair, pale skin, and bright red lips. A small silver tiara studded with rubies was on her head. She was looking for a place to quietly read, without the constant complaining of her brother, Galtero. He hated the elves and magical creatures as much as it was rumored Prince Nuada hated the humans. He wanted fighting and war and expansion of the humans more than anything else. Neva was content with what their father owned already and so was their father. Galtero was always a troublemaker though and wanted to show the magical creatures that humans were superior. And Prince Nuada was happy to fight back.

Princess Neva had just sat down on a bench shaded by a tree when she heard her father, King Lono, and brother arguing. Their voices were approaching her quiet spot.

"But, Father, the elves are slowly approaching the outer edges of our kingdom! They are preparing for an attack!" Prince Galtero's voice bounced off the castle walls.

"Perhaps the elves are at the edges of our kingdom because that is where their kingdom lies." King Lono brushed off his son's warnings.

"Our kingdom MUST expand! Our population is increasing by the day! Where will they live?" Galtero pointed out.

At this point, they had reached the outside of the castle, twenty feet from where Neva sat. She pretended to be engrossed in her book, but had given up reading a while ago. The arguments of her father and brother were always amusing.

"We will worry about that when the time comes." King Lono said as he sat down next to his daughter. He was an elderly man and one of the first rulers of the humans. He had greying hair and a beard he occasionally stroked when he thought. A golden crown encrusted with jewels was on his head. He let out a tired sigh as he sat down.

"But, Father-" Galtero began. He stood above his father. He had short black hair and pale skin similar to his sister's. He wore a small gold crown on his head studded with sapphires.

"Not now. Relax once in a while, Galtero. Like your sister here. She sits and reads all day, not concerned with what the elves are doing." King Lono closed his eyes and leaned back his head.

Galtero recognized the signs that the conversation was done, so he turned to Neva.

"Good morning, sister." A loving smile spread across his lips. "Have you had any suitors today?"

Neva looked up from her book gracefully.

"It's still early. I'm sure one will come later on in the day." She said softly, her voice like tiny bells.

"He will have to pass my inspection first to see if he is worth your time." Galtero said warningly. He protected his sister fiercely, one of the many reasons she sat and read all day instead of socializing with suitors or befriending ladies her age.

Neva said nothing at his comment and he didn't mind. He would rather listen to the sound of his own voice anyway. Their father snored beside Neva as she read.

"He will have to be of high status with a respectful nature. He must be a soldier in the army or very loyal to the crown. We will not have any men who love the elves living in this castle!" Galtero finished his rant.

"That's perfect!" King Lono suddenly shot up from his slumber. Neva turned from her book to her father.

"What is, Father?" Galtero asked, slightly scared at the answer.

"Neva needs a suitor of high status brave enough to face you and we need peace with the elves. A wedding arrangement between Neva and Prince Nuada will be made!" Lono slapped his knee as he said this.

"What?" Both Galtero and Neva shouted in surprise.

Did you like it? This will be a short one, maybe five chapters maximum. Please give me feedback?