A\N: So, this is a one-shot. Please review and tell me what you think. If you like it or want to read more from me, I can write the sequel.

Dawn is just breaking, when I awake to three men knocking on my cell door. My prison cell has a cold, unwelcoming feel to it. Its stone walls felt like they had been closing in around me last night, but now these men's presence informs me that my one night stay in this horrible place is over. Hopefully, this will be the last time I'm sent here to be imprisoned. With any luck, if I ever have to return to this part of Jadestone again, I will be leaving with my brother, the only other living Greyson. Our parents were murdered a week ago on Christmas Eve by William Drake, who I had believed was my best friend my whole life. My twin brother, Thomas, was sent here that night too. I, unknown to me why until last night, was spared from the cruel fates. Then last night, William asked me to marry him. That's when it all clicked. William had poisoned my parents, and Thomas saw him do it. So, William sent Thomas to prison but didn't harm me because if he married me, he'd become king of Seuol. So, I denied William and stormed off to my room. Then William sent some guards to go fetch me and take me to his -my father's- room, where he gave me a stern talk about how I was very wrong to deny him in such a public place. I laughed at that. He was the one stupid enough to propose to me a week after my parents murder at the New Year's Eve Feast. All this led me to getting thrown in this cell. At least now I get to be released.

I force myself to look over at the men as one of them fumbles with the keys. They're two guards and William. It's one of the guards having trouble with the keys.

Idiot, I think.

"Morning, Princess," William says dignifiedly.

"Will," I snarl back.

Finally, the guard finds the right key and unlocks my cell's door. The pair of guards immediately grab both of my arms.

"No, she's fine," William says.

The guards quickly let go, and William links his arm through mine.

I can't help myself. I twist my head and childishly stick my tongue out at the guards. Then when I turn my head back, William does the unexpected. He whispers in my ear, "I really do love you, Princess Elaine."

I can't help but blush.

Once back in my bedroom, I take off my annoying but beautiful green-and-gold dress and change into a comfortable pair of dark jeans and a light blue frilly blouse. I go over and sit down next to my favorite window in my room. The same one I sat next to on Christmas Eve night.

In my Christmas Eve Ball gown –my creamy rose-colored one with fuchsia trim along the bottom- I stood next to Thomas behind our parents.

"It's show time, Lanie," Thomas whispered, as we descended down the grand staircase. We both laughed and smiled like idiots.

I start to cry thinking about laughing with Thomas.

After dancing with at least two dozen men, my feet started to get sore, but when Will walked over and asked me to dance, I sucked it up.

Once we finished dancing, Will said to me, "There's something I need to ask you, but it's too crowded here. Can we go to your room?"

I nodded then told my parents and Thomas that I was going to bed for the night. That's the last time I saw my parents alive and my twin free.

I continue to cry. Then I hear a knock on my door. Assuming it is a servant; I wipe away my tears and answer the door.

"Will?" His name comes out no louder than a whisper.

"Elaine, may I come in?" William's golden curls hang in his face and cover his green eyes. He looks like the old William. The one who was my best friend, and I might just have loved. No, I did love. No, I still do love the old William.

I move out of the way so William can get in. Then I go and sit on my bed. William sits down next to me and takes my small delicate hands into his larger and stronger ones.

"Elaine, there's something I need to tell you about the night your parents died."

Will gently closed the door behind us. Hand-in-hand, we walked over to my largest window and sat down. Will took my silver tiara off my head and placed it next to me. Then he took my hands in his. The same way they are now.

"There's something I've been wanting to ask you," he whispered in my ear.

"What is it?" I whispered back.

The grandfather clock in my room chimed.

"No, I need more time," Will muttered.

"What?" I said.

"I have to go." With that Will pulled a rose almost as if out of nowhere and kissed me on the lips.

"What is it?" I ask William.

"It was your mother's plan," William whispers.


I sat there in the silence awaiting Will's return. I wondered where he needed to go at five 'till midnight.

Isn't it the girl who's supposed to leave mysteriously at midnight? I thought.

I through the rose in the general direction of my tiara and stared out the window thinking about how Will and I sat here in the moonlight only moments ago.

"Your mother killed your father and herself," William says.

"What?" I repeat.

"Your mother cheated on your father with one of the servants, and a maid saw them. So, your mother came to me and told me everything. Then she told me her plan because she didn't want to die the death of an adulteress. But if her plan worked, she wouldn't have to. So, she told me to go buy the poison and tell the merchant that Thomas needed it for hunting. Then, after I brought it to her, she poured just enough to kill her and her husband into a small vile and gave me the rest to plant in Thomas's room. After that, she told me to come to her room at exactly midnight to 'witness' Thomas poisoning them. Then lastly, she told me to marry you to become king. She was the queen. So, I couldn't just say no, but there was something I could do differently without ruining the plan." William looked down at our hands.

"What was it?"

"Propose to you Christmas Eve night before I went to her room."

His words from Christmas Eve night pop into my head.

There's something I've been wanting to ask you.

I start to cry. William loved me. William loves me.

"So, this time, since I don't plan on going anywhere anytime soon and you know the truth, there's something I really need to ask you. Would you, Princess Elaine Greyson, be so kind enough to marry me?" William pulls out a small ring from his jeans' pocket.

That night Elaine and William ran away to William's father's beach cottage that no one was ever at except for a few maids. A month later they married and Thomas became king. A year or so after their marriage, Elaine and William's daughter Elle was born. The following spring, their other daughter, Mary, came into the world.


A\N: What'd ya think? Please tell me! Review! :) ~Bea