Setting: Lorie valley, France, cheatu cheatux castle. December 3, 1896

Scene one, act 1

(Opening Scene)

Dining area 2, slightly past midnight

Narrator (It was bearing past midnight, on a chilly December 3, 1896. There was a very frustrated air set around the kingdom of the Lorie Valley Vampires. There the king was in a panic over his son, Prince Air'ren. He was a greedy and heartless prince. Bathe In blood and carnage. His maroon hair was promise of terror and reign for when he was to become king. His eyes were threats that were slit with Kelly green and filled with no gentle emotion. He was to become king and oh how the local Vampires and dhampire dreaded the thousand year reign. They wished he was his kinder, nicer sister, princess ashlynn, his twin but yet his total opposite, her hair was a kinder red and her eyes were a light jade green. But alas she married! Yes married to the king of main France, now king lance lo'qure. The kingdom was in parrell, unless……)

Little past midnight, a white carrige arrived, trumpets announce,

Friar: "Princess ashlynn of Lorie valley, queen of main France, has arrived"

Narrator: here is how plot deepens, queen ashlynn arrives with news of war if Air'ren becomes queen. Oh how she would gasp if she knew Air'ren was planning the same thing.

She grabbed the ends of her royal blue dress with the lace satin bodice, strung diamonds and elaborate matching gloves and gracefully stalks up the grand stair case not waiting for her per say, lady-in-waiting, Mary. She boldly walks in without speaking a single word until she's right behind the king his self.

Princess Ashlynn :{ Says quietly}: Hello dear father, my grace. My king. May we chat about the upcoming future of our race between, our counties, and/ or how you are doing. "

King Darktarius:(Turns around) { Booming voice} No my dear, I know what is up and coming I have special dhampire for that, but you may ask how I been doing, but I won't tell you fine. Your spoilt brother is driving my last nerve, he's bathe in greed and is Heartless:{grunts and sits down} may I offer you a cup of blood of sweet red wine, dear?(smiles and motion toward s the servants}

Princess ashlynn: (Takes a seat): it would be rude to refuse, so I would like a light wine, and maybe Prince Air'ren just need a kick in the arse," (sips gauntlet slightly).

King Darktarius: You speak so highly of him, even though you were born first,{sighs} Oh how I tried and it hasn't worked ye, my love, what shall I do?"

Princess ashlynn:(Sat cups down): maybe you should find him a wife e, better yet make so that he can't become king until he's married, besides there are many princess around and about waiting for their first bridle offer.{Gives a giggle}

King Darktarius :(face lights up): We shall have a bridle path and I shall choose the bride.(looks at the servants and swipes his hands across the air)

Princess Ashlynn: Did you really have to erase their memory?

Stave 1

Scene 1 act 2

Setting 1:45 am, Tuesday December 4, 1896

(narrator: far away into the night, a small cottage framed with hay and snow covered with ice and basking moon light, sat ablaze and housed with twin dhampire* watching their older sister sleep, her light placid white hair shielded her gray green eyes, and she snored lightly as they began to talk amongst themselves

Dhampire Lyre : she's breathing peacefully.

Dhampire Lyric