Ah...could not resist it. Tales of Elly and Henry..My twist on history. Historical fiction. Inaccuracies abound.

Chapter 6. The Tudor Life.

England 1521 - 1536

We were there standing in the courtyard of the Tower of London, watching as the Queen made her speech. She looked so sad, tears streamed down her face but yet so brave. I wondered what was going through her mind. Was she angry with her enemies? Cromwell and the other powerful dukes who orchestrated her fall. Was she angry with the King who had left her side preferring to believe others and their unfounded accusations that she was a whore, who would sleep with her own brother? But of course, everyone knew that her failure to give birth to a son was what had caused such turmoil.

After all Anne Boleyn had promised the king male heirs. He had turned the country upside down, divorcing the popular Katherine of Aragon. He was excommunicated by the Pope and made many enemies. Henry VIII was a powerful man, King of England, one who changed the fate of his country forever when he broke away from the chains of Rome and made himself Head of the Church of England.

Klaus didn't care much for politics or religion. He loved the courtier life and jolly old Henry was just so much fun, especially when he was young and dashing. I remembered meeting the young king. He was about thirty years of age in the year 1521. The king was tall at 6'3, a redhaired ginger giant of a man.

"May I present my wife your Majesty," Klaus had said as he introduced the king to me. "The Lady Eleanna..."

I curtsied and smiled, my eyes looking at King Henry. He smiled charmingly back at me. He was handsome, not as handsome as Anthony but handsome enough. I was surprised when he took my hand and bent down to kiss it.

"A beautiful wife you have Nicholas..." The king spoke, his eyes still locked on mine.

Klaus grinned proudly back. He had decided to anglicized his name. Lord Nicholas Smith, Earl and Marquis of some county in the Welsh marshes. Klaus had a feast prepared when the king came to visit. He was going to compel and convince Henry to give him more land and ships and gold. Klaus had a sudden urge to explore the new world, except the Spanish conquistadors mastered the seas and Spain would not take too kindly England's ambitions and trade.

I did not like banquets much. Never want to revel in dancing and merriment. I would rather stay in my room and read my books. Klaus wouldn't have it. He wanted to show me off to the king. He had me wear a beautiful deep red velvet gown, which showed my porcelain decolletage well and had a necklace of diamonds and rubies on my neck.

"I look like a whore..." I frowned as I stared at the mirror. My cleavage was too exposed and the blood red color of the dress was just too wanton. I did not like it at all.

"Don't be ridiculous." Klaus said and gave an irate look. "You look beautiful like a goddess..." Klaus smiled and kissed my lips. "A Goddess of Lust..."

"Do I really have to be there?" I whined. "Can't I just stay here in my room?"

Klaus laughed hearing that. "I cannot believe that you would want to be imprisoned up here..."

"I hate having them looking at me Niklaus. Your friends, the dukes and earls even the King. All staring at me like I'm some dessert..."

"I hate it too..." He said and looked at me gently. I frowned at him. "Liar..."

Klaus chuckled and shook his head. "All of them want you Elly but they can never have you...Only me.."

He pulled me in his arms in a tight embrace and kissed me deeply. I was surprised when I felt him hiking the skirt of dress up. "Niklaus..." I shot at him, almost embarrassed but he didn't stop and continued kissing me. He unfastened his breeches and pulled it down.I sighed as Klaus pulled my drawers down, eager to have me.

"God...I have to have you Elly...right now..." He murmured as he kissed my neck and I felt him biting into my skin as he suckled the blood out. I moaned and pulled him closer, desiring him. He thrust inside me and I wrapped my legs around him, my hands cupping the cheeks of his buttocks pulling him closer. I wanted to feel the pleasure of him moving in and out of me.

"Niklaus..." I groaned his name. I felt it coming, the wave of my orgasm as he moved inside me, fast and furious with need and lust.

He spilled his seed inside me with a growl. I looked up and saw his vampiric face in its full glory. Klaus looked down at me, his eyes black and red with lust down and he bend to kiss me fiercely, his fangs nipping my mouth causing blood to flow but he just lapped it all up. Klaus then razed his wrist and fed me his blood and I drank it as if it was water and I was parched in the desert.

"Elly. Enough." He growled and pulled his arm away. I looked at him and smiled. He narrowed his eyes at me, displeased. "You're liking it way too much." He commented.

"It's your blood Darling..." I said with a nonchalant sigh. "An aphrodisiac..." I spoke and moved to kiss his lips. Klaus gave a smirk and pulled me in his arms. He moved us to the mirror and I just looked at our reflections. As he cradled me, his arms locked around my waist, his head resting on my shoulder.

"Look Elly..." Klaus said huskily as he held my head. "See how flushed your skin is, your cheeks all red and rosy, your lips bruised and plump from my kisses...your eyes hazy with lust. Every man down there will look at you and want you for themselves. But you belong only to me and they will know that."

Klaus started to kiss my neck again and I sighed. He was insatiable. He carried me to the bed so that he could have me again and I remembered that we had to rush and dressed ourselves less we were late to attend the banquet where the king was the guest.

Klaus had me sit beside the king. He wanted me to be charming to King Henry. Persuade him if I could. I didn't know what to say to the king. I was after all only a farmer's daughter. The king smiled at me, his eyes roved to my cleavage and I felt like rolling my eyes.

"I haven't seen you in court Lady Eleanna," the King spoke. I gave a polite smile. "Oh I much prefer the life in the country your Majesty..."

"Please..." He whispered and held my hand. "Call me Henry..."

I was shocked that he held my hand, caressing it even right at the table where my husband was. I looked at Klaus but he was laughing busy having conversations with a duke. I almost panicked and tried to take my hand away from the King but he held it firm. I was afraid, he was the king. He looked at me and gave a smile.

"I would like to get to know you better Eleanna..." He whispered softly. "Tonight if possible..."

I stared at him in shock. It was almost as if he had slapped me right there in front of everyone. I never felt so insulted in my life. To be propositioned right where my husband was. "Excuse me!" I cried and stood up immediately. Everyone suddenly stopped talking. The music stopped playing and all the eyes were on me. It was awkward and I looked at everyone. Klaus looked at me and glared.

"My apologies..." Klaus announced. "My wife is having one of her fits..." He went to me and I knew I had to act the part, falling straight into Klaus' arms, pretending that I had fainted.

"What has happened?" The King himself was surprised, Klaus had lifted me up in his arms as I closed my eyes.

"It's the cold My Liege," Klaus told him. "Her bones are not strong..."

"Well I hope she gets better. I'll have my physician see to her." The King insisted.

"She'll be fine. She just needs to rest Majesty." Klaus gave a quick bow and carried me up to his chambers. He set me on the bed and groaned.

"Elly...what were you thinking?" He grumbled. "Being rude to the king, in front of everyone."

"He was propositioning me!" I cried. "Yes Darling...I know. I heard." Klaus sighed.

"You did?" I stared at my husband. Klaus shook his head. "I was listening in to your conversations Sweetheart."

"He is a lecher Niklaus. I do not like him." I said angrily.

"But a powerful man and I hope a powerful ally..." Klaus said and looked at me. "I want you to be close to him Elly."

I was aghast hearing that. "You want me to be his whore!"

"No of course not Darling...I won't ask you to sleep with the man. Charm him and dazzle him. Let him fall for you. He has a weakness for pretty girls..." Klaus said.

"He will want more than that..." I huffed and folded my arms. I glared at Klaus angrily. "I cannot believe that you would pimp me out."

"Stop being such a prude Elly." Klaus said sharply. He then held my face but I turned away from his touch. Klaus moved and kissed my lips. "I would never let anyone have you Darling. You have to trust me."

I only looked at him. "Tonight go to the king's room." Klaus whispered.

"Niklaus No..." I cried, tears flowing down my eyes.

"You will do as I say Elly. You will wear your finest nightgowns and go to the king's room." He said in a soft commanding tone. "I am your husband and you will listen to me."

So there I was standing outside the King's chamber later that night. One of the maidservants came with me. I hated it. I wore the most beautiful night gown and had a fur lined cloak to cover me. The guard let me in and I walked in, each step out of fear as I approached the king. He was there sitting at his desk, reading some documents. He turned and smiled at me. A smile I didn't return. The King sighed.

"Ah yes...Klaus did say that you will be difficult."

I folded my arms and stood there in the middle of the room. The king came to me. He was tall, taller than even my husband. He towered above me. He touched my cheek and I flinched.

"You really are beautiful," He whispered. I glared at him. He was handsome. His thick auburn hair and pale blue greyish eyes. He was pale like most redheads. And his face rather square.

"I rather be executed than have you touch me..." I said and stared angrily at his eyes. Henry laughed.

"Your husband has agreed to let you be in my court in return for making him a duke."

"I do not believe you." I said and glared at him. "Klaus would never do that. He will rip your heart out if you touch me."

"Yes...but he send you here didn't he?" Henry asked. He pulled me in his arms and I struggled but the king had pulled me down on the carpet. I beat at him but it was no use. He was bigger and stronger.

"Get off of me!" I screamed. Henry smiled and kissed me but I turned my cheek away. "Sweetheart..." He whispered in my ear. "You're mine remember...body and soul forever..."

How did he know? I was shocked. I turned and looked at the king. My eyes searched his, I saw it in his blue grey eyes. I knew him. I just knew him.

"Niklaus?" I called my husband and the king nodded. I touched his cheek and the auburn hair. "Is it really you?"

"What is going on?" I asked the king, who smiled back at me.

"I told you Elly. You need to trust me. No other man will have you." He smiled and bent to kiss my lips.

"This is just too strange..." I said and shook my head staring at my husband who apparently inhabited the king's body. He had kissed me passionately and embraced me. But I still would not let Klaus make love to me not when he is in another man's body.

"Relax Darling..." He gave a smirk. Klaus looked down at the body he was in. "Strange to be human again..."

"Niklaus! This is absurd. You have to go back!" I said angrily. "People will know..."

"They won't Elly." Klaus said and shot me an angry look. "I'm going back to London and you will come with me. You will be my mistress. The King's mistress."

"Are you insane!" I said, my mouth wide opened. "I will not sleep with you when you're still him!"

"Well what's wrong with this body?" Klaus asked.

"It's different Niklaus." I frowned. "It's not you. It's bigger, plumper, redder."

"Yes..." He sighed, "The ginger does need to get a little used to..." He said and ran his hand through his new auburn head.

"Can't you just change back?" I begged. I did not like where this was going at all. Klaus shook his head. "I kinda like being king for a change."

"Niklaus..." I sighed. "You're a vampire. An Original. Far more powerful than some human king."

"Yes Darling I know that..." He said and shot an irritated look. There was a knock on the door."Come in..." Klaus as Henry spoke.

I was surprised seeing Elijah walking in. "Ah Brother..." Klaus smiled and embraced Elijah. Elijah took a good look at Klaus, examining him in the new body of his. That of a king.

"You're taller..." He remarked to Klaus. "How do you feel Niklaus?"

"A little dizzy and hungry..." Klaus replied.

Elijah nodded. "Yes...the witches say it will take some time for you to adjust. You need plenty of rest and eat as much as you can to conserve your energy." Elijah looked at his brother closely. "Remember Niklaus. You're human now. Humans tire easily."

"I cannot believe you approve of this!" I said to Elijah who shrugged.

"Niklaus insisted which is why he invited the King to Wales in the first place."

"Oh Sweetheart..." Klaus spoke and pulled me in for a kiss. "Treat like a great adventure. I'll be king and you will be my queen."

"You already have a queen Niklaus." I said and rolled my eyes. "Her name is Katherine."

I had no choice of course but to go to White Hall palace where the king lived. I even met the Queen, who thankfully Klaus had compelled. She was kind and graceful to me and I would be one of her ladies in waiting. The court was abuzz, everyone knew the secret. It was probably the worst kept secret ever. That I was the king's new mistress. I hated it. They would whisper and gossip and laughed amongst themselves. I sat in my room, in my private chamber that was next to the king. Next to my husband. I was reading a book that afternoon when I felt him embracing me. Klaus kissed my neck and I moaned.

"Let me love you Darling please..." He pleaded. "I want you so much Elly."

I moved away and looked at him. He looked so different. So unlike my Klaus but I knew it was him, I could see that in his eyes.

"I'm afraid Niklaus..." I told him and touched him hesitantly before I withdrew my hand. He sighed and sat on the chair. "This business of kings is not to my liking Elly. All this talk of trade and war and running a country..."

Klaus heaved a loud sigh. "Where is all the fun?"

I laughed and shook my head. "I warned you didn't I Klaus?" I said and walked to him. He nodded and pulled me down. I sat on his lap and snuggled close.

"You feel so warm..." I murmured as I rest my head on his large chest. The king was a big man. I could hear his heart beat strange I never heard before. Klaus never had a beating heart but now he did. I pressed my ear against it and closed my eyes. It calmed me down hearing the gentle beats.

"What if something happen Niklaus?" I looked up at him.

"What do you mean Darling?" He asked me gently. "What if you get hurt or die in this body?" I was suddenly fearful. I did not want to lose him.

Klaus smiled down at me. "There's nothing to fear Elly. The witches gave me this potion to drink every morning. It'll shield me from harm."

"I miss you so much..." I told him sadly and touched his hair. "I miss your curly gold hair and your dimples..." I said and touched his chin. "I miss your lean body..."

"So you find me fat now Elly?" Klaus asked me. His eyes probed mine.

"I don't know Klaus, you're just bigger. I'm not used to it." I said with a sigh.

"I'm still me Darling. Still your husband Klaus." He said and nuzzled his nose on mine. I felt his hands roamed my body, his hand demanding my submission. He kissed me and I moaned as Klaus started to pull my clothes of. His hands untying the corset and pulling the kirtle down and the sleeve coverlets.

"Niklaus..." I moaned as I felt his fingers probing my folds.

It seemed thicker and bigger than his usual fingers. I pulled him closer to me and he took his jacket and breeches off. He stared at me and I looked at him. I was going to make love to a man not my husband in body. It felt so strange but yet exhilarating. He brought me to the bed and laid me there. I parted my legs and Klaus moved between. He entered me and I shut my eyes at the pleasure. He breathed and moved to kiss me, nibbling my neck. He no longer had his fangs being stuck in a human body but he bit me. It was sudden and painful that I yelped.

Klaus moved within me, grunting as he sawed in and out. Perspiring badly that his sweat dripped. I moved up to meet him, my hips bucked and my body arched. "Oh God..." I whimpered. "You feel so big Klaus..." I said in his ear.

Klaus only grinned and kissed me. "He is a big man Elly..."

"Umm..." I groaned and bit my lip. He was a big man, in every sense of the word. Klaus heaved and shook his head. "I don't think I can last long Darling...this human body tires easily..." He spoke and kissed my lips. I felt his hurried thrusts and then he bucked one last time as his hips pushed into mine and he released himself, falling right on top of me soon after.

Klaus breathed heavily while I squirmed underneath. "Niklaus..." I cried. "Get off...you're squashing me."

He chuckled and rolled over the other side. I stared at him seeing how wet he was, he was perspiring badly. His cheeks were flushed red and his eyes were bright. His auburn hair was a mess. I groaned in displeasure. I just want my husband's old self back. His perfect golden Adonis self. Klaus pulled me closer and gave me a slobbering kiss.

"That wasn't so bad now was it Darling?" He asked me.

"I just want you back Klaus..." I sighed. He held me close in his arms. "Your perfect Original vampire self."

A year later in 1522, Anne Boleyn came to court. I did not like her. She was not really a great beauty but she was attractive enough. She was dark haired and had dark eyes. And she reminded me of Katerina. The way her eyes darted around, watching everything and observing everyone. She was intelligent and charming having served at the French and Austrian court. She seemed more worldly than the rest of the English roses. The men in court were fascinated by her.

"So Eleanna...where is your husband by the way?"Anne asked me in that soft, coy tone of hers. We were sitting in one of the rooms that belonged to the Queen. Anne was busy sewing her tapestry while I was reading a book.

"He's away in Bavaria." I replied and gave Anne an insincere smile.

"I suppose you're not lonely..." Anne sighed. "Now that you have the king as company."

I heard the sarcasm in her sweet voice and frowned. I smiled back at Anne. "Yes...it is comforting that His Majesty is there for me. It gets pretty cold at night if not for his warmth."

Anne shot me an irate look and got up. "Whore." I heard her muttered as she walked away and I wanted to laugh at how silly it all was. Everyone wanted to be the King's mistress and wanted to have his favor. Sycophants the lot of them telling the King silly things and singing his praises. I just wanted my husband back but Klaus was having too much fun playing King.

I walked into the King's chamber later. A secret door that acted as a bookshelf opened and I walked in the dark tunnel. A winding stair case led me down and I looked at the stoned sarcophagus that stood there. I sighed and slid it open. I stared at Klaus' sleeping face. His body lied there, in deathly repose. I bent and kiss his forehead and ran my fingers through his blonde curls.

"Elly..."

I turned and there was Klaus standing dressed in his royal finery, as Henry VIII, King of England, Ireland and even France. My husband the impostor King.

"What are you doing here?" He asked me, his eyes narrowed.

"I just wanted to see you." I said. Klaus shook his head. "If you wanted to see me, you could have just knocked on my door."

"You were having a meeting with your Privy Council Niklaus. I can't interrupt.'

"You're more important than them." He said. Klaus walked towards me and pulled me in his arms, cradling me from behind. I just looked at his body, resting quietly undisturbed.

"You look so peaceful," I sighed.

"Hmmm..." Klaus spoke and swayed me in his arms. I turned around and kissed him sweetly and Klaus smiled at me.

"When will you return back to your normal self?" I asked him gently.

"I just want to cause some trouble first..." He said with a grin. "Niklaus..." I frowned. He only laughed. A deep, baritone guffaw that the King had.

Years passed and it was 1526. I was still in White Hall, still under the King's protection. I knew of Anne Boleyn and the charms she had played on the king, which Klaus had encouraged for his own amusement. He found it intriguing and Anne was just so very witty and fascinating. Klaus came back from a day of hunting with the Lady Boleyn and took his off heavy fur coat and hat. He groaned and lied down on the bed where I was sitting that night. I was reading Machiavelli's Il Principe in its original Italian.

"Did you have fun?" I asked him. Klaus looked at me and smiled. "It was tiring but the Lady Anne was good company."

"I do not like her..." I frowned. "She has her eye on you. On the King."

"Ah...Elly do not be jealous. She is just a new toy for me..." Klaus sighed. He moved to kiss me, pulling me in his arms. His beard bristled at my skin and I moved away. "You need to shave Niklaus..." I told him.."

"The beard is a nice touch..." Klaus spoke and touched it. I rolled my eyes. "And you're putting on too much weight."

"It's the food." Klaus groaned. "Humans grow fat...they grow old and they grow tired."

"Yes Darling..." I smiled and put my book away. "Which is why you have to go back to your Original vampire body."

"But I'm having too much fun Elly..." Klaus laughed. He kissed me sweetly again. "Did you know that the Howards and Thomas Boleyn are trying to win my favors. They want Anne to be my mistress so that they could have more land."

"Shameless aristocrats..." I spoke and shook my head.

"Of course, Anne thinks she's above it all. She wants to be queen." Klaus told me a glint in his eyes. "She wants me to divorce Katherine of Aragon and marry her."

I stared at Klaus in disbelief. "No..." I uttered. Klaus gave a nod.

"Imagine the upheaval my love..." Klaus sighed. "What a scandal to rock the whole of Christendom. Spain would be outraged and maybe even the Pope..."

"Niklaus No..." I said and looked straight at his eyes. "You are not going to do that."

"I am King Darling. I can do anything I want." He said with an evil smile.

And he did just that. Proclaiming himself the Supreme Head of the Church of England. He was excommunicated by Rome and he had his marriage to Katharine of Aragon annulled. It was such madness. I could not believe it myself. The King brought Anne Boleyn to Calais in winter of 1532 and they finally spent the night together. She had finally given herself to him. Klaus was humming happily when he came back. I was in his chamber, reading Thomas More's Utopia.

I looked at my husband still in Henry's body, looking very pleased with himself as he walked in.

"She's not a virgin..." Klaus announced and gave a laugh. I only gave an odd look back. "I could tell..."

"Well at least you bedded her...I hope you're happy Niklaus or should I call you Henry now?" I spoke in disdain and rolled my eyes.

"She is nothing..." Klaus breathed. He strode towards me and pulled me out of the chair. "Now I want to make love to my wife. My one and only true wife..."

I groaned, reluctant to have him touch me. Klaus bent to kiss me but I did not kiss him back. He stared at me and frowned. "What is wrong?"

"Klaus you're old..." I sighed and moved away. "Look at you..." I pulled him to the mirror and he stared at his reflection. He did look old. In his forties. He even had strands of grey,

"My God..." Klaus gasped and touched his face seeing the wrinkles. "I have aged..." he started laughing hysterically. I looked at him as if he was mad. Klaus lifted me up in his arms and kissed me. I turned away again. "Stop it..." I told him.

He snickered and brought me to bed. I sighed and parted my legs letting Klaus have his way with me. It was cold that night and I snuggled close to him, his warmth bringing me comfort. I smiled as I looked at his face, this human mask he now wore, as the impostor king. I touched his cheeks and pulled it and scratched his beard. Klaus blinked his eyes open and smiled at me.

"So this is what happens when you age..." I sighed wistfully. I pursed my lips and shook my head. "Feels strange Niklaus...and you smell funny.."

"How do I smell Darling?" Klaus asked and gently caressed my hair.

"Like sour milk..." I frowned. I moved to kiss his lips. "Is the king to marry the Mistress Boleyn now?"

"You mean the Marquess of Pembroke?" He smiled.

"Ah yes...that title that you bestowed upon her. She must be pleased..." I said.

"Anne...Anne..." Klaus shook his head. "She is such an ambitious wench."

"I gather that she hates me now...She'll want me gone Niklaus." I looked at Klaus.

"Oh I could never give you up Elly. You're the king's favorite mistress." Klaus smiled. "Do you want any castles Darling?" He asked me. "I can give you any castle that you wish. Any titles you want."

"Don't be silly Niklaus." I frowned. "I never cared for all that. I just want you back that's all."

"Soon my Sweet, soon..." He said sleepily and fell to sleep. Klaus would get easily tired being human. He gets sick easily too and sometimes it worries me seeing him cough and have a cold. I was thankful that Elijah was there to feed him blood.

When Anne Boleyn became Queen. She did not want me in the palace but Klaus would not allow it. He compelled Anne to keep me. I still found it a puzzle that he could compel others while trapped in a human body but his other vampire powers were still limited. The new queen was staring at me as she touched her pregnant bump.

"How is it that you never seem to grow older Eleanna?" the Queen asked me. "Years have passed and you still appear as youthful and fresh as a flower."

"It must be my Slavic blood," I answered and gave her a sly smile. "We Slavs are made of stronger stock Milady."

Anne looked away and sighed. "I'm going to have a son you know..." She spoke and touched her pregnant bump again.

"The king will be so pleased that he would not need his mistresses anymore. You will find yourself without a home Eleanna." She said and glared at me.

"Oh Please..." I sighed and rolled my eyes. I stood up not caring for proper palace protocol. "Far better women than you have tried to get rid of me but they failed." I said and stared at the Queen who gasped, horrified by my impertinence. I gave an insincere smile and curtsied before her before walking off.

I'd spend my days in the secret underground crypt, just staring at my husband's beautiful face. Oh...How I have missed him and I wanted him back. But Klaus would not give up his role. He was enjoying it far too much. The queen gave birth to a princess and Klaus had a dilemma. He knew he had to fix things. Anne was causing trouble with her erratic nature and her politics. She was meddling too much in the affairs of the King and his men. The nobles had had enough.

"Why don't you just get rid of her..." Elijah suggested with a bored look. The three of us were in the king's private study,

"She is the Queen of England..." Klaus seethed.

"I can do it for you.." Elijah sighed and looked at his brother. "I'll drain her of her blood."

"I do not want to arouse suspicions Elijah." Klaus snapped. "One of the nobles in Order of the Garter is a Lycanthrope."

"Or you could just frame her..." I suggested. The two men turned and looked at me. I smiled at Elijah and Klaus before I continued. "Accuse her of lechery and that she had betrayed you... get some of your dukes involved. Make it seem as though it was all their idea."

"Compel them?" Klaus asked. I nodded. He laughed and walked towards me, pulling me in his arms and kissed me. "Oh Elly...my sweet, Darling wife."

I sighed and kissed his lips sweetly and stared at his haggard and tired, aging human face. "Oh Niklaus...the things I would endure for you."

The French man stood behind poised with his blade and everyone breathed when the sword was held up and then it swiftly came down, slicing Anne Boleyn's head off her neck. Some drops of blood splashed and I felt it on my cheek. I groaned and rest my head against my husband's chest.

"Ah...Queen's blood," Klaus said. I looked up and saw him smiling down on me. Klaus wiped the blood on my cheek and licked it. "Delicious..."

I shook my head. Klaus grinned and smiled down, love shining in his pale blue eyes. He bent down and kissed me passionately. I moaned and wrapped my arms around his neck. I pulled away and caressed his handsome angelic face. So happy that he was back in his original youthful body. So glad that he had decided to stop playing king. A jousting accident was all it took and one that I had planned, making sure the saddle wasn't properly secure that he had tumbled, fallen off his horse and hurt his leg badly. Klaus had no choice but to return to his Original vampire body.

It was cruel of me but I had no choice. Klaus had plans to invade France and Spain with the English forces, just to stir up trouble. Suicide it all was and I knew I had to do something. Klaus took my arm and brought me up the carriage. Elijah was there, bored as always. He gave us a quick smile. "How was the execution?"

"It was alright..." Klaus grinned. "I would have preferred impalement..."

"A French swordsman Niklaus..." Elijah spoke and looked at him. "I thought you were going to have her burned."

"She liked everything French." Klaus smiled. "My last gift as Henry for her."

I only shook my head and Klaus pulled me close in his arms and let me rest there. The carriage rode on, heading to Wales. I suddenly wondered of the Princess Elizabeth. She was only three years old.

"What's going to happen to Elizabeth?" I asked Klaus. He smiled at me. "She's my daughter Elly. She will be fine. A great, resplendent queen she'll make."

"Technically she's Henry's." Elijah corrected. Klaus frowned. "But I was in his body when she was conceived."

"Enough of the English court..." I grumbled. Klaus smiled down at me and kissed my lips softly. "Maybe we'll go French next time..."

No...I thought. No more palace intrigues. I was sick of it.