There is not enough Talisto love out there! So I decided to fix that! Here is a short story I wanted to do aboout my favorite Lolirock characters, Mephisto and Talia! They are also my favorite ship from that show. Actually, aside from Izira and Praxina, they are really the only characters that I like at all!

So, hope you enjoy!

Always, WOBE.

P.S. Don't worry! I will continue my other stories once my computer is up and running again! I will also do more Ladynoir stories! They are my current addiction!

The kingdom of Xeris anticipated many things, but at the moment, the thing it was looking forward to was the wedding of their own Princess Talia.

She had gone to earth in an attempt to restore the planet of Ephedia, with the help of other princesses across the universe when she was sixteen.

Now, after two years, she had helped to defeat Gramorr and was destined to be wed to the prince of Trillum within a week. She had been betrothed to Helvic when she was born, and now that she was the proper Xeris age for marriage, her destiny was to be fulfilled.

Izira was currently looking for her younger sister, trying to locate the exact location of the eighteen year old, when she was interrupted by another wedding planner demanding her attention.

After giving her opinion on tapestries for the ceremony, Izira continued her search, which presently brought her to the library.

"Talia are you in here?" she called, her voice calm, but her mind weighed down with worry.

There was no answer.

"Talia, I swear if you are in here and do not answer me within the next five seconds, I will Tell Loricia that you need another dress fitting!" she threatened, her hands on her hips.

"And I will force you to go through the entire thing!"

Seconds later, a false wall moved to reveal the eighteen year old, her face betraying a multitude of emotions. All of them negative.

"What is with you today? First, you ruin ten of the new tapestries for the ceremony. Then, you couldn't decide on a dress for almost four days, and then, you forgot the meeting about your Unity Forging! Not to mention you put the bakers behind by two days with your little shenanigan the other day!"

Talia shrugged, pressing the book she was holding closer to her chest.

"Don't give me that! I am your sister and you queen! I know when something is wrong, and right now, something is terribly wrong with you!"

Talia still didn't say a word, the blue-haired princess refusing to open her mouth.

"Talia please! Talk to me!" Izira pleaded. She hated seeing her sister like this.

"Fine. You wanna know whats wrong? This. This whole wedding thing! That's whats wrong!"

"Whats so wrong about it? You've known Prince Helvic your entire life. I thought you liked him?"

"Well, maybe I don't anymore,"

"And what brought this on?"

"He's just so different Izira! He's so full of himself! And pushy! And he thinks that anyone less than noble birth is beneath him! He treats all of the palace staff like they are worthless! He's not at all like the Helvic I used to know," Talia said, trying her best to keep her emotions in check, but failing.

"Why didn't you just tell me?" Izira asked, concern in her voice.

"Its not like there's anything you can do about it. The law states that only a man of eighteen or older and of noble birth, can marry me. And if I am already betrothed to another, he must be willing to fight to the death in a duel which fate must decide," Talia said, sighing as she finished.

She knew everything that lay before her, and even though she hated to accept it, she would for the sake of her people.

Izira put a hand on her younger sister's shoulder.

"I know you don't want to do this," she paused before enveloping her sister in a hug. "But I am so proud of you for doing it anyway. You are beginning to show the signs of a true ruler. One who puts the people before themselves, and right now you are doing just that,"

"Thanks Izira," Talia whispered, hugging her sister back.

"You are most welcome. Now, let's see about making this day a little more bearable for you shall we?" asked Izira, pulling away from her sister and sending her a dazzling white smile.

Talia's lips curled up slightly at the sight of her sister's smile. She loved her sister dearly, and was so thankful that she was still alive and well.

"Ok. But I refuse to have pink in the ceremony! Got it! Not a hint of pink! Anywhere!" Talia ordered, pointing a finger at her big sister.

Iziar laughed at her sister's behavior.

"Oh Talia! I wouldn't have it any other way!"

Talia was nervous. She stood at the back of the kingdom, ready to head into the throne room where the ceremony would take place.

She had refrained from causing trouble among the planners, but that still didn't mean she had to accept what was about to happen.

She didn't want to marry Helvic, and she had pretty much told him as much through her actions. She was cold and unreceptive of him and his advances, refusing his extravegant gifts to her, and his invitations for them to spend time together going for moonlight strolls or having meals together as just the two of them.

She had even heard him bragging to two of his noble friends that he would, quote, "Get her to fall for me before we are wed! I guarantee it!"

"Well I will make sure that that guarantee expires!" Talia thought to herself, walking back into the castle with a new attitude of defiance.

She wouldn't love him. She absolutely refused. Marry him, she was about to do just that. But she was determined that she was not going to love him. She couldn't. not when she felt like her heart belonged to another.

And who was this other person? She had no idea. She simply did not feel the spark with Helvic that the royal members of Xeris should feel when they have found their "Eternity Mate" as it was called.

She sighed as she heard the music in the throne room cease, indicating that it was time for her entrance.

Taking a deep breath, she nodded for her attendants to open the double doors to the throne room, and she walked through.

Helvic stood at the front of the throne room, a smirk plastered to his face that caused Talia to feel sick to her stomach at the sight of it.

She arrived at the front, forcing herself to breath normally.

Izira stood before them, ready to give the announcement.

"My people of Xeris! You have gathered today to witness the joining of our kingdom with that of Trillum. Before me, stand your princess Talia," at which claps and shouts erupted into the air.

"And Prince Helvic, her betrothed. The uniting of these two souls, will bring about a unity between our two kingdoms, and hopefully, an heir to the throne!" at this, the people clapped again, pleased that their kingdom might continue.

"As is tradition, I am to ask if there is any person present who believes that these two should not be joined together, for there is some misfortune that should befall due to this union,"

Silence fell over the people, so Izira took that as her cue to continue.

"Very well. Will the,"

But Izira was interrupted by shouts outside the throne room doors.

There was silence for a moment, before the doors burst open, a sole figure standing in the open space.

"Your majesty," he spoke, his voice echoing through the room. "I object to this union. With all of my soul, I object,"

Talia stared in disbelief, her mouth agape.

"Mephisto?"