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First storryyy. My others are in progress, so uhh I'm working on that.

I think I'm gonna do this thing where I like do a play on songss to remind you to review.

IDK, I'm weird like that...

Hey I've never met you,
And this is crazy,
But You liked My story So review it maybe?

Hahah yeah I know. I'm a strange soul... Deal with it. ;)

My name's Brynn and I've been writing since I was like 7.
But I'm seriously serious about it..

I cuss... A LOT. SO, I apologize if that bothers you.

I've been a rusher since Big Time Audition and Kendall Schmidt is my boyfrienddd.

I'm freaking in love with him.

I enjoy singing and writing songs and playing guitar and playing piano and playing volleyball and cheerleading and diving (competitively but not really) and tumbling and being blonde.

My hair's kinda awesome. I've got like hot pink streaks in (naturally) dirty blonde hair.

My parents were not happy... Love you guysss.

This Plot:

A couple weeks ago, I had a dream that Kendall and I were married and we had two gorgeous little girls who asked us to tell them a bedtime story, so I suggested some random made up book called the Palace. We were reading it and it was about Queens and Princesses and Kings and it was so formal, like Cinderella or something, then our daughters were fast asleep and Kendall gave me a kiss and told me how good a mother I was ;). Then when we got to bed I grabbed my laptop and was like, I want to write a mixed up fairytale not something so formal like Disney and shit, Kendall was all good luck with that and he fell asleep. So I woke up and Thus 'In The Eyes of the Castle' was born. I know right, very strange, but most of my story ideas come to me in a dream. Mostly all of them have something to do with Kendall. :)) And this chapter just so happens to be 4,021 wordss.

Okay, I guess that's all you really need to know about moi.. But seriously, you should review. Criticize me all you wannt. I enjoy it. ;)

Kendall skillfully straightened the collar of his silky smooth white button up, eyeing himself in the mirror and toying with the blonde hairs playing at the edges of his slightly bushy eyebrows. It was a very important dinner he'd be attending tonight, one he really didn't care about or wanted to go to in the first place.

Kendall Donald Knight never wanted to be a prince. He'd been forced into a long line of family royals that ruled over the small country of Vernovia respectfully. He was born to two incredibly confident parents, Kristopher and Jen, as the two shared the age of 35. Kristopher had been aligned for the throne when his father,King Markus at the time, had deceased, he simply met Jen in a park by the palace when he had snuck out, instantly taking interest into the feisty, red headed beauty. The rest, as they say, was history. The two were married much to the Parliament and his parents dismay, only wanting their son with royalty and nothing less. Kristopher simply rebuttled with love beats all, his father actually showing complete anger at his son for going against the wishes of Vernova law. He wasn't allowed to stop the wedding though. The citizens of the country cheered on his rebellious son and his fiancee's action, some even begging the King to allow his son to marry who he chose. Markus swore vengeance on the country for pushing him on something he stronly believed which is what caused the entire political hatred upon Vernovia. His immediate family were considered the 'heroes of Vernovia' restoring peace to the war-ridden town Kendall's grandfather had wreaked during his as his 36 year reign was coming to a close. Kendall was completely oblivious to what had been happening around him at the time being only an infant. Every thing was fine and peachy and the loud noises he heard was just God checking up on them, according to his mom and dad. His father, Kristopher, also the King he looked up to with every fiber of his being, had finally had enough of his father's unsuccesful regime and quickly had his father impeached, taking the throne and promising to the country that all would be well in a matter of months. He managed to keep his promise surprising all Vernovians. No one had ever thought the country would ever have any hope of returning to what it was before the havoc King Markus had cause. Now, thanks to the new Knight family in power, Vernova was at its peak, government booming, allies forming, citizens loving the people who ruled above him. Sure, having such an eventful family history excited Kendall, but it wasn't ideal being stuck with the title 'His highness Prince Kendall Francis Knight, Duke of Hemmington, formal heir to the Vernovian throne.' Frankly, he'd rather spend a day strolling through the streets of Vernovoa with a nice, cool ice cream in hand instead of ruling it.

He really had no say. In just a year, he'd be turning 18 and his father would be making his plan to turn the throne over to his son, no longer making Kendall a simple prince, but the King with the weight of a country on his shoulders. For now, he could enjoy being 17 as recklessly as a prince could under tight surveillance 24/7. Ugh, yet another thing he hated about being in the royal family. Guards.

Everywhere.

Sometimes, they didn't even trust the boy to go to the bathroom without them right outside the door. He had to order them away, only to be sent back several minutes later by his overprotective father and 80% of the time against his mother's wishes. She and his little sister, Katie, along with a select few of the staff were the only ones that knew of his long to be a normal boy. Never was he allowed outside to just run wild. Never was he allowed to jog down the block for a tiny peice of candy. Never was he allowed to go anywhere without guards. He hated it with every fiber in his being. Why couldn't his parent's just trust him? Why couldn't Vernovia trust him?

He may have not proven to be the most trustworthy prince in the Knight family's history, but it wasn't his fault. All he wanted to do was be 17, going to school outside of the palace walls and being able to leave with the supervision of the guards. He was barely even allowed to go out with his 3 best friends, who were also kids from royal families, but they were under much less surveillance than he was. James, Carlos, and Logan were the closest thing Prince Kendall had to normal and he wanted to hold on to that.

"There you are, your highness."Geoffrey, Kendall's right hand man, scurried in, a worried expression on his sullen face. He had wrinkles littering his dark skin, hair that had slightly grayed with age and the build of a 50 year old man. Kendall wondered what had done to get assigned to the stuffiest assistant in the palace. A punishment perhaps? "Chop chop, we don't want the Rhett's to think we aren't punctual."Geoffrey beckoned, the guards standing close behind him in a fixed stance. He cringed at the thought of having dinner with the Rhett's, his family's public enemy number 1.

The Rhett's had rule over Vernovia's neighboring country, Statson. The feud had been going on for decades before King Kris and only continued when Vernovia increased their domination over them. The Rhett's and the Knight's hated each other with fiery passions that didn't seem to be dying down anytime soon. His parents had instilled horrible views of the Rhett's before the two had even had a chance to meet them for the first time, making them both instantly hate them as well. The two strongheaded kids made up their minds that they hated the Rhett's just as much as their parents did.

Then they met them.

Katie's views stayed the same.

Kendall wavered.

His reason?

Kristen Rhett.

What a beautiful girl. She had long flowing blonde hair that had a natural curl to it, soft features like plump lips and dark brown eyes, killer legs that guys fawned over, and a body that could be argued as having Coke bottle shape. He had been starstruck when he met her and he got starstruck everytime he thought of her again or his family had planned yet another dinner with them to make Vernovia seem as if there was no threat that Statson would declare war on the peaceful country. She seemed to be sometimes the only thing that made him smile.

Even though her first words to him were, "Ugh." It seemed her family had taken the same approach his had, instilling false views on their family before actually giving their 3 children a chance to meet them. She rolled her eyes everytime she caught Kendall staring from across the table, even kicking him at times. If only he could have some time alone with her, he'd show her that he wasn't a bad guy. He'd forget the guards, forget the palace, forget their family feuds, even forget his girlfriend.

Oh yeah, her.

Joanne Diamond was the Duchess of Eereville, another neighboring country, and also, younger sister to one of his best friends, James. It was a forced relationship, James feeling he was obligated to his sibling who had the biggest crush on the prince to 'hook them up', Kris and Jen agreed that a love story would be something for the Vernovians to enjoy so they wouldn't have to deal with any 'royal scandals'. He obliged to Jo, the blonde girl proving unbearable in a matter of minutes. He had to stick with her though, for his parents. The two had 'stuck together' for a year and 2 months now, Kendall hating the visits she insisted on making every couple of weeks. It all came with the price of Royalty.

"Your highness, let's go! Plus rapide, nous ne serons pas en retard!"Geoffrey scolded in French, throwing Kendall out of the sleek door to his closet and into the fast hallway. The blonde rolled his eyes tucking his shirt into his black pants and adjusting his belt as they slipped into the elevator, the guards still with them. "How long is this dinner going to be?"Kendall asked, wanting to slip into the silk covers of his bed and sleep peacefully. He didn't mind Kristen at all, it was her 2 snobby twin sisters, Violet and Rayna. They were at the age of 15, only caring about boys, nails, hair, and clothes. It seemed they only people they cared about were themselves, even ordering their servants to dye both of their hair jet black. It was plastered all over the news that the daughters were lashing out as a plan to take a way the parent's rein, which it sure as hell could've been knowing the two, but it boiled over soon as word got out about Jo and Kendall's relationship. Katie couldn't stand them either. "2 hours, then the children are dismissed, but your father has business to do with King Rhett."Geoffrey explained, fiddling with his PDA as the waited for the elevator to arrive on the first floor. "Wait, what does that mean? The kids can just hang out, without supervision?"Kendall asked, a hint of excitment in his green eyes. Geoffrey tore away from the dimly lit screen of his device and shook his head at Kendall's childish hopes. "Of course you're going to have guards with you Kendall. But your parents will not be around."Geoffrey chuckled, shaking away Kendall's ignorant hopes.

Of course.

"Now presenting Second in Command ruler of Breacham Palace, Prince of Vernovia, Duke of Hemmington, formal heir to the Vernovian throne, Noble of Prestige Order under Juvenile Law, His Highness Prince Kendall Francis Knight."

The white double doors to the extravagant dining rooms opened, a blast of horns making sound. The Rhett's were all standing on the other side of the 15 foot long dining room table, highly uninterested with who was entering. The twins were dressed exactly alike, black minidresses with sloppy lace long sleeves, probably something their mediocre seamstress sewed up for them, and electric blue heels, both of their hair curled to a perfect point, not a hair out of place. Kendall rolled their eyes at them and stopped at the gorgeous blonde a few feet away from him. Her hair was in it's natural curl, her makeup subtle, but there, and her dress-

God, that dress. It was like she was trying to make Kendall faint.

A strapless baby blue bodice attached to intricate beading different shades of popping blue and calming tan, with a skirt that barely reached her in a darker-than-cream color. She sported cream Christian Louboutin under her feet and a simple necklace hung loosely from her neck.

Beautiful would've been an understatement. He bowed and entered the room standing at his usual chair, right across from the statuesque beauty in front of him.

"Now Presenting, Third in Command ruler of Breacham Palace, Princess of Vernovia, Duchess of Hemmington, secondary heiress to the Vernovian throne, Loyal of Higher Command Order under Juvenile Law, Princess Kaitlinn Penelope Knight."

Kendall smiled at the sight of his beautiful baby sister dressed in an orange top fluttering over a plain white skirt, cream heels slipped under her feet. Her hair was lightly curled under the dazzling tiara she wore, clashed with genuine glistening diamonds that shone in the light under the incredibly extravagant chandeleir. She curtsied, standing behind the seat next to her brother, a playful punch to his broad shoulder.

"Now presenting, Secondary Ruler of Breacham palace, Queen of Vernovia, High Madam of Hemmington, Current holder of Vernovia throne, Loyal of Higher Command under Principiled law, Queen Jennifer Halston Knight."

Kendall's mother now entered the room, a short, flowy cream gown, her red hair pulled back into a bun at the top of her head, the crystals in her tiara almost blinding everyone in the room. She had a thousand watt smile on her face and the confidence to match moving swiftly in her black heels. She kissed her son on the cheek, a silent wish of best behavior given before standing at the chair next to him.

"Now presenting Ruler of Breacham Palace, King of Vernovia, High Sir of Hemmington, Dominator of the Vernovia throne Majesty of High Command under Holy Law, Military Seargant and Commander, King Kristopher Micheal Kellan Knight."

A tall, blonde man stepped into the dining room in a navy blue jacket, matching pants, and a white button up. His blonde hair was groomed, tiny peices of gray poking out here and there, but still groomed. He took his place at the head of the table, a servant quicklys currying to pull his chair out for him. "You may be seated."The king offered, placing his hands at the edge of the table as his guests and family were seated.

The dinner was filled with tons of awkward silence, both parties knowing it would end up in a fight. Kendall simply indulged himself in the amazing food prepared by their world renowned chef that he hadn't bothered to learn the name of. All he really knew was, it was distracting him from drooling over Kristen (only some of the time) and keeping him busy while his father thought of something.

"In your letter, you said you had a bone to pick with me Frank. What would that be?"Kristopher finally spoke up, shoveling a pile of pasta into his mouth. He could feel his mother tense up next to him, talking business at the table was not something she allowed with anyone especially not the Rhett's. "Psh, I'm not discussing business in front of the children. It's important, meant to be discussed in private."Frank slowed his words as if Kristopher would be too dumb to understand him in real time. It was funny, since everyone at the table knew Kristopher was most likely more intelligent than King Frank himself. "Come on Frank, I've been a king for 17 years. My family knows when to keep their mouth shut."Kristopher defeneded, a hint of venom coming through his words.

"Apparently not lover boy over there."

Kris pointed Kendall out, Kendall finally catching himself staring at Kristen again. A light blush came across the blonde's cheeks, his mouth shutting on instinct with an apologetic look to his father. "Yeah, why don't you keep your eyes in your sockets."Kristen hissed, dropping her fork onto her ceramic plate. Way to go, Kendall. "Please, my son was in a daydream. Something I'm sure your ignorant daughters do all the time."Kris rebuttled, more ram behind his voice this time. "No future ruler should be daydreaming at a time like this. He should be attentive to what's going on around him. If he can't pay attention to a dinner, how is he supposed to pay attention to the needs of his country!"Frank scolded, rising out of his seat. Kris followed spewing venom back and forth with their words. Jen cantered over, desperate to stop before it got out of hand. Kendall and Katie along with the Rhett's kids just sat back and watched everything unfold like they usually did.

"Stop!"Jen scolded, forcing the two men apart. "Stop acting like children! Our countries are at stake now!"The redhead's eyes seemed to resemble her hair, sick and tired of feuding. "We are going to deal with business in my husband's office like civil human beings. You are in my country and you will respect my orders."Her complaints were now aimed at Frank and his Wife Kate, the two appauled at being yelled at by the one they despised so much. "Kids, you are free to roam. Guards, lay off of them for an hour or two."She ordered, the guards quickly nodding in unison as the opened the door for the royals to hurry off. The 5 sat awkwardly at the table, plates of fresh, hot, steamy food stinging all of their nostrils, but none of them daring to move. They'd never been left alone with each other before and especially when their parents had just put on such a show for them, it seemed impossible to simply talk together.

The hate thing also played a slight factor.

"I'm going to my room. Big day tomorrow."Katie announced. Kendall scrunched his eyebrows in confusion, tomorrow was Sunday and he hadn't remembered being notified of anything Katie was doing. His sister show him a look, instantly sending a pang of knowing through him, she just didn't want to be stuck with the twins. "We're going to roam the palace that'll probably soon be ours."Rayna answered. Kendall only knew how to tell them apart by the small scar on Rayna's chin. All hell would break loose if you had gotten the two mixed up. He watched as the girls got up and trudged off perfectly insync. Kendall and Kristen were the only two left behind at the table.

"Ugh."Kristen muttered, quickly pushing herself out of the chair and heading for the door leading out into the plush gardens. Kendall's jogged after her, her 'Ugh' not exactly settling in his mind. The smaller blonde struggled with the handle severly, trying to hide it with her body. "What?"Kristen stopped her struggle with the door, Kendall gently brushing her aside and opening it with ease. "Is that just another way to show me that you're better than me?"Kristen hissed, slipping out into the bright, festive night.

"What is that supposed to mean?"Kendall followed closely, Kristen only going deeper and deeper into the walls of the plush and well groomed garden. "You and your entire family, running around thinking that you're better than us. Well guess what? You're. Not."Kristen finally stopped walking and shoved Kendall away from her. A look of hurt ran through her eyes as she turned to the flowing fountain now in front of her, Kendall sliding in next to her.

The two stood in complete silence for a couple seconds, Kendall not really knowing how to come back to that. "We don't think we're better than you."He finally mustered up some courage to say, hoping it struck a chord with the princess next to him. "Yeah you do, Kendall. It's always been something the Knight's thought. We're better and goddamn fucking superior. But you're not. You're all a bunch of douchebags who want to take over Statson and it's not going to happen, so get it through you head!"Kristen scoffed. Kendall was taken aback by her choice of words. His family wasn't selfcentered or 'douchebags', Kristen was just being judgemental. Did her palace allow her to speak like that? So negatively and crudely? He had only been to Statson once and neither Katie nor he were allowed to get out of the car for fear of a crazed, angry Statsonite who tried to come at them. That was when he was 15 and they'd never made another trip their again. But, maybe what his parents said was right, Kristen was nothing but a pretty face and a good body. The rest of her was pure hate and deceit. It was downright stupid to get involved with anyone in the Rhett family, especially her. She was the one who was next in line for the throne and if she decided she wanted to, she could charm her way into the Knight family somehow 'turning over a new leaf' taking their throne as well. He was a teenaged boy, so naturally things his mother said went in one year and straight out the other, but this time, not all of it left and he was glad he hadn't gotten serious with the girl.

"God, what is your problem? All your family wants to do is start fight when mine wants to fix it!"Kendall shot back at the girl who seemed surprised by his comment. "No, my family is trying to protect what's rightfully ours and your family is trying to take all that away from us!"

"You've got no clue what you're talking about! We don't want your reign, we want our country to be at peace knowing war won't be tumbling through at any moment!"

"Don't talk to me like you know me! You don't know anything about me, so lay off me and my family!"

"I'll do it if you stop being such a full of yourself bitch and realize we don't want any part of a shitty rein that's probably going to fall apart!"

That's when Kendall hit the water. As he emerged, he was drenched in the liquid substance Kristen standing there with an angry expression.

"Don't you ever call me a bitch."

Kristen stormed away with a huff, Kendall's head threatening to explode with steam.

She was not going to get away with throwing him in the water. He'd get her back.

And He'd get her good.