Something new...My cousin and I were tossing around ideas...This was one of them. So I have never written something this tragic. Yes...I'm writing out of my normal. So with out further ado...

]Chapter 1[

"Is it true?" His heart was hanging on a thread, and she was holding the scissors dangerously close to it. He closed his eyes, afraid of what her answer was.

Silence.

Tears streamed down her face, and she knew this was all her fault. Her gaze fell upon his dark blue ones. She saw the pain in them; it was like she was about to rip out his heart and stomp on it.

"...Yes." The one word had his whole world crashing down. He closed his eyes, stood up from the cushioned chair and without words made it to the doorway.

"I loved you..." It was the last words that he said before leaving her alone. She brought her knees up to her chest and lowered her head as the tears fell. She lost him, and it was all her fault.

Two young children run away from angry servants after stealing snacks from the kitchen. With an armful of sugar-filled goodies, they take shelter in a nearby guest bedroom. The girl sets her stash on the table and catches her breath, and the boy follows suit.

"I told you we would make out of that kitchen alive!" She stretched her arms over her head. It was around midnight, and although this "heist" went well, 10 year-olds still need sleep.

"Yeah, but I'm sure we wouldn't have had to run if you didn't go back for Oreos, princess." He glared playfully.

"...Whatever, prince." She waved her hand. A yawn escaped her lips. The young princess climbed onto the over sized mattress. She was way too tired to walk all the way back to her actually room. Slipping under the covers, she then realized the room was extremely dark and creepy.

"I'm going to go to my room of you're going to sleep." His voice said through the darkness. She sat up a bit and strained her eyes to see his short figure standing by the door.

"Wait!"

"What?"

"...Can you stay here?" She didn't get an answer. Only heard the shuffling of feet coming closer. The blankets shifted as she felt him climb up into the bed as well. She laid back down, content as she knew he was there. It was a comfortable silence.

They were face to face, it wasn't something that was new. The two royal children had been friends from the start. Sleepovers were normal for the two.

Her eyes had adjusted enough to see his dark blues. The moonlight cracked through the curtains and cast a ray of light on the mattress. "You're gonna be my wife when we grow up, right?"

"Duh! Who else?" She rolled her eyes.

"...Just making sure." He smiled, showcasing a few teeth missing. She moved her pinky in front of his face.

"I pinky-promise, okay?" He nodded and they intertwined their pinkies. She smiled and yawned. The princess wrapped her arms around the Prince's figure and her returned the gesture. They laid there, thinking nothing of their already arranged marriage. It was decided at her birth. She was to wed the Crown Prince and it was to fully unite the to allied countries of Fidelis and Pietas.

Faithful and Loyalty.

"Good night, Claire."

"Good night, Noctis."

"Wake up, Noctis!" The dark-haired Prince opened his eyes to see the familiar pink haired woman crossing her arms and impatiently tapping her foot.

"What did I miss?" He stood up from the chair he'd fallen asleep in. The meeting he had gone to was boring and uninteresting, as per usual.

"Nothing, just that were now are officially engaged to the public. You know, nothing important." She started towards the door, and Noctis couldn't help but stare. As much as he hated when she walked away before he got his witty remarks out watching her walk away had it's perks.

Noctis caught up with his pink-haired princess in the hallway, wrapping his arms around her waist from behind. He rested his head on her shoulder, a tad uncomfortable because of the slight height difference, but she smelled like mint ad he loved that.

"i'm sorry that meetings aren't always the highlight of my day. Can you really blame me for sleeping through it, when they start off with what to do about the colors the new estate should be painted?" He pouted. She turned and face him with an unamused expression.

"Yes I can. For a Prince you sure are lazy. I don't want to have to be the one who wears the pants in this marriage."

"I have to wear the pants! Skirts and dresses were never my style, unlike Prompto." He argued playfully. She shook her head in mock annoyance.

"Where is that blondie anyways?"

"Probably terrorizing Ignis." They both said, already knowing the answer. Lightning and Noctis laughed. A messenger came around the corner, looking no older than a kid right out of high school. He spoke nervously. "Excuse me, y-your Highness Prince Noctis, your father requests your p-presence, immediately." He bowed respectfully and Noctis dismissed him.

"You father requests your presence, your highness. Better go now." She teased knowing how much he hated the title.

"...See you later, Princess Claire." He gave her a a soft kiss on her lips. Long enough for her to respond but short enough to make her want more when he pulled away. She rolled her eyes at his back and left to go see what her little sister was up to. Last she heard, was a rumor of her having a boyfriend.

Snow.

"He's dead meat."

I'm trying something new for me. It is actually a "serious" story...not scatterbrain like always. It is going well...I think. O.O'

Tell me what you think! :)