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Evan didn't know how he would tell Jonathan. He didn't know if he even wanted to tell him. Years of hidden love, and Evan would have to just throw it all away just because his father said so? It wasn't right. But, even if he were to marry his beloved Jonathan, how would he tell his father and his kingdom that he was into a man, and that man is into someone who's related to the "monster" that killed many innocent people?

If he were to do that, Evan would not only become a disgrace to the entire kingdom, but would also be executed.

-•-

As Jonathan and Luke were walking down the dark, empty corridors of their home, Jon stopped in his tracks and lifted his head.

He could smell something strong, something so delicious. To be specific, it was blood. Fresh blood.

Jon couldn't help himself and began walking to where the smell was coming from. The closer he got to the smell, the sharper his fangs and the darker his eyes became. Soon, he was running to his next victim.

Before Jon knew it, he was drinking the blood from a random blonde from the food supply. He dropped the lifeless woman's body. He couldn't help himself - he needed more blood. All he needed was to drink just a few more gallons of blood, then he'd be alright, hopefully. He was hoping he wouldn't go crazy for blood*. If he did, everything would go to shit really quickly.

- TIME SKIP -

It was closing in on night time, and the two vampire princes had just finished their task.

After Jon's incident, Luke had to calm him down by sedating him, which only made them have to delay what they were supposed to do by a couple of hours. Even so, Jon couldn't wait til midnight, and he always got like this - impatient. He always wants to see his boyfriend, but that's not exactly something that he can do at any time. He had to stick to the schedule and wait for the veil of night, the time when no one is awake and no one can see.

-•-

Time was slowly inching it's way to midnight, and Evan couldn't figure out how he was going to tell Jon. He had to inform his little monster about the planned marriage, but he didn't know how he would do so.

He really didn't want to tell him, but Evan didn't want Jon to get angry or disappointed. He especially didn't want Jon to get angry at him.

- MIDNIGHT -

When the clock struck twelve and the strange couple met under the enchanted tree, it was silent. Usually, Prince Evan would greet his lover with a kiss. Today, however, was different. Evan didn't kiss Jon, and Jon started to worry.

'What's wrong with my sweet?' 'Did I mess up?' 'Does he not want to see me anymore?' 'Is he done with me?' 'Is he leaving for another person?' These and many more questions ran through Jon's head within 5 seconds.

Evan sighed. He still didn't know how to tell Jon, which made him forget to greet his beloved.
"Jonathan, my love," Evan started, which, to Jonathan, was strange. Evan never used his full name. 'Something's really wrong.' "My father..." Evan had started to tear. "He... I have to wed someone."

Jon was wide-eyed, shocked. "N-no..."
Was this really the outcome of their relationship? He, of course, knew that one of the pair would be wedded, but so soon? Evan's young, he should be free for a while longer. He shouldn't have to worry about marrying someone. But none of this was up to him - Evan's father has made up his mind, and the King's a stubborn man. Evan would either have to get married and she would... disappear, or... "Run away with me."

Evan didn't know how to respond. Sure, they had thought about running away together, but they had come to the conclusion that they couldn't since they're both princes (and because Jonathan's father is basically the devil himself).

The words flew out of Evan's mouth, he spoke without thought - love clouding his mind. "Jonathan, I'd follow you off of the face of the Earth - running away with you would be... interestingly lovely." Evan and Jon could barely process the thought of what Prince Evan had just stated.

'He'll run away with me, despite the dangers... He... truly loves me...' Prince Jonathan thought to himself. "Babe," Jon started, "are you sure? I mean... running away, we have talked about it - you're willing to do it for us? For me?"

"My prince, I have said it already - I would follow you off of the face of the Earth if it meant we'd be together forever."

"Alright, my Bear, the day after tomorrow. We shall leave on the twenty-seventh. Don't forget, my love."

And that being said, they spent the rest of the hours together, happily planning their future life and ways to avoid some upcoming dangers.

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*Jon's vampire type - the Bloodlusts - are the type of vampires that, once they start drinking, they can't stop. The most Jonathan can drink without getting his bloodlust is around 2 pints which, for a vampire, isn't very healthy.