Crimson and Gold

I could hear that crazy fucker cackling like mad.
My mother looked at me with a devilish grin, "It will be great practice for when you take the throne." She grinned.
"You're over fourteen hundred years old, mother. It will be a while before I get a taste of the throne." I muttered back.
My mother simply shooed me off with her hand and invited in the next issue to the dirt beneath her glorified chair. I walked off, in amongst the trees. The moonlight shone through, making the fog look thicker than it already was. I could hear other vampires slinking through the bushes, avoiding the princess out of respect. A tall, platinum blonde figure stood in front of me, shoulders square and head arched down to meet my eyes.
I sneered, "Have you no respect for the heir to the throne?!" I bellowed as if I was in power.
"My apologies, my princess." The figure chuckled.
Wait, I recognized those hazel eyes. "Gerard Arthur Way. How did you escape from your chains?"
"Princess Lilian, you said you'd train me to be a well-developed vampire that behaves and does as he is told." He said, still chuckling.
"Gerard, training doesn't start until tomorrow evening. You best get some sleep." I said, turning to continue walking to my chamber. I could hear him following me into the cemetery.
"Oh, Princess. I can not possibly sleep. The excitement of tomorrow is too much to bare!" I could feel a devilish grin creep onto his face, "Or is it different kind of excitement?" he said as he grabbed both of my arms and pinned me against a tomb. I reacted so much as to spit in his face. He just smiled wider and ran his tongue on my neck, gently scratching with his fangs.

Notes

IS ANYONE ELSE LISTENING TO FAKE YOUR DEATH BECAUSE I'M SOBBING!?!?