Betrothed

The Novak Kingdom was in an uproar. The pain the people felt could only be described as anguish, the youngest prince, Castiel, was being married off to a man in a land far away from them. Castiel himself was not happy about this arranged marriage. He was told barely a week before he was to leave his family and his people for two reasons that he despised. Firstly Michael, his eldest brother, would take the crown from his father. Castiel knew why too, the townsfolk would be enraged with the king and force him to give up his power; really Michael was smarter than most and had planned Castiel's marriage from day one. Secondly, the youngest son of the Winchester royalty, Samuel, would be able to marry Lucifer, who had proposed nearly two fortnights earlier, promising wealth and prosperity in exchange for their youngest. How could Queen Mary and King John say no to that? Lucifer Milton had his own kingdom very close to the Winchester estate filled with wealthy yet vile people. However in Lucifer's castle people were treated with a sort of kindness Mary thought suited her son. However in the Winchester Kingdom it was well know that the eldest was to marry first, the eldest in this case a young man by the name of Dean. Dean was obnoxious, rude, crude, and overly sexual. He had slept with almost all of his maids and because of his not so sparkly record with women no one wanted their child to marry him. The King and Queen knew that Sam must marry and help to solve so of the many problems in their Kingdom but they also knew that if Dean married just anyone they would be laughingstocks. Castiel bitterly knew that this was when Michael came in, he loved his brother but really why did he have to be the one married. Michael contacted the Winchesters, while pretending to be his father, and told them of his perfect youngest son, Castiel. King John and Queen Mary accepted wholeheartedly.

"Castiel," Jessica said, snapping Castiel out of his train of thought "May I come in Your Highness."

"Of course, are you here to help me pack and to help me chose what to wear?" Castiel asked.

"Yes sir,"

"Really Jess enough with the 'sir' and 'Your Highness' crap," Castiel joked.

"It's just I'm gonna have to start calling everyone else that once you leave. Oh Castiel I wish you didn't have to leave. I'm gonna miss you so damn much," Jessica grunted as she packed away some of the prince's clothes.

"I'm gonna miss you too. However instead of sighing and crying like the townspeople, how about you help me chose what to wear,"

"Oh, Castiel I didn't even know you had these outfits," she nearly squealed "they are all so beautiful. Personally I think, seeing how this is your wedding and all, you should wear the white and gold one,"

"But I love this outfit so much and I hate the man I'm marrying,"

"Darling, do not be so bitter. You are helping three kingdoms with this one act," Jessica said softly.

"How so?"

"Oh you know. The Winchesters will gain wealth; the Miltons will gain manners and our Kingdom. Well we will finally have a worthy ruler,"

"Do not speak ill of my father Jessica Moore,"

"My lord, I do no such thing. He is a kind man however he is not fit to rule he is irresponsible. Even you have to admit this Castiel."

Castiel sighed it was a known fact that his father was not a brilliant ruler. He would leave for extended periods of time and leave his eldest in charge.

"Yes you are right Jess," Castiel sighed heavily. "I will be wearing the gold and white outfit, now if you would be kind enough to leave and let me dress. I think you have helped enough with the packing."

"Of course, I will be going now,"

After Jessica closed the door Castiel looked down at his outfit and bit his lip. Really he should not be worrying so much as long as he was with King John and Queen Mary he would be fine. Castiel put on the clothing and Castiel was glad he listened to Jess. The white fabric had gold patterns stitched into it and Castiel looked wonderful in it. With his attire on Castiel walked across his now nearly empty bedroom to the large stained glass window and opened it. Looking out he felt the sadness of his people come down on him tenfold. There were women, men, and children all standing under his window weeping for him to stay.

"I will be fine. Please do not despair," Castiel called out, closed his window and then slid down the wall. He could feel the tears stinging the back of his eyes.

"This is not fair. Why do I have to leave," Castiel shouted however he was not expecting an answer

"It is simple why this foolish plan of Michael's would not have worked otherwise," Castiel looked up to see his brother Raphael, "really Castiel do not weep your service is here to take you to the Winchester estate,"

"The dragons are here already,"

"Yes, they came early because of the long ride. Now little brother do stand up before you dirty your beautiful clothes,"

"Yes I'm coming,"

Raphael helped Castiel to stand up. Together they headed up to the top floor of the palace and examined the dragon Castiel would be taking.

"Prince Castiel!" The townspeople screamed his name. Whimpering Castiel gathered all of his strength and bided them a fond farewell and climbing onto the dragons back.

"Sir, before I fly you over to the Winchester estate Raphael, Michael, and Gabriel would like a final word," the ancient beast spoke slow and low. It made Castiel's throat itch with fear, he would never say that though.

"What of my father"

"I know not Your Majesty,"

To Castiel it sounded like the beast was mocking him with Your Majesty, almost as if it thought itself higher than the prince. Oh lord did Castiel hate dragons. Castiel turned around to face his brothers.

"Castiel, I am so sorry,"

"No you are not Michael. Do not fret I still love. How could I hate you after one bad thing you've done out of a hundred good,"

Michael smiled and said "Thank you I will, no, we will miss you dearly."

"Yes" Raphael and Gabriel said.

"Hey at least your husband is hot,"

"Gabriel," Michael said warningly. However the comment made Castiel laugh and realize how much he would miss his prankster brother.

"I should go now before I lose control of my emotions,"

"Of course," All three said together.

"Goodbye"

Farewell, Castiel,"