Disclaimer- Nothing related to the TV show House belongs to me. Honestly, look at this fic, then look at the show, and you'll know.

A/N- I honestly don't know what I'm thinking. This idea has been toying with me for awhile, but I never dreamed of writing it down. It's just so far out there. Well, if you're reading this, I hope you enjoy a bit of a different fic. One that is AU and departs from canon completely. This is for you Hameron/anti-Huddy fans!

To Love a King

Chapter One

"Your Majesty, allow me to present my daughter, Allison." Lady Allison Cameron, the daughter of Duke and Duchess Princeton, stepped apprehensively forward and swept a deep, fluid curtsy.

"You may rise." Allowed His Majesty the King, Gregory House, in a deep, bored voice. Allison slowly straightened and looked at Gregory through hooded, uncertain eyes. "You will serve as a lady in waiting for Her Majesty." Gregory stated.

Allison smiled and quietly answered, "Yes, Your Majesty." Before he bid his servant to escort Allison to Queen Lisa's chambers, Gregory discreetly examined the young Lady. She was beautiful, to be sure. Her auburn hair fell in loose waves over her slender shoulders to the middle of her back. Allison's eyes shone with a mix of blue and green- his eyes seemed inclined to meet them. Once they broke away, Gregory was able to gaze upon her body. She was delicate - thinner than most women who had captured his attention, but her figure still enticed him. The bodice of her dress showed the curve of her breasts and highlighted a narrow waist. A full skirt danced lightly over her hips and he found himself wanting to see what lay beneath. As Gregory looked up to her face again, he admired her alabaster skin, and defined features. Though he was often inclined to search for faults in others, he was having great difficulty finding one flaw in Allison.

After briefly clearing his throat, Gregory demanded that Allison be brought to Lisa. Allison curtsied again, smiled sweetly, and followed the servant out. Her parents then returned to their chambers within the castle. James Wilson, the Duke of Plainsboro, who was standing by as Lady Allison was introduced, finally spoke. "Your Majesty, what say you of the new Lady?"

"If she can complete her duties satisfactorily, I see no problem with her."

"Of course, Sire."

"Ah, James, I always know when you wish to share your opinions. Must I remind you that you may speak freely?"

"Well, Your Majesty, she is…quite attractive." Gregory laughed at his friend's polite observation.

"Yes, that's obvious. Young, though, isn't she?"

"I believe she is fourteen or fifteen, Sire."

"Yes, young. So very young."

"Your Majesty, I have brought you your new lady in waiting, Lady Allison Cameron."

"Ah, yes, thank you." The servant bowed and left. Five other ladies sat in a tableau around Her Majesty the Queen, Lisa. Allison curtsied politely and smiled shyly at her queen. "I welcome you at court, Lady Allison. You are the daughter of the Duke and Duchess of Princeton, no?"

"I am, Your Majesty, and I thank you. It is a privilege to be welcomed to such a marvelous court." Allison smiled again, more confidently that time. For her part, Lisa simply nodded and invited Allison to sit and read or sew with the other ladies. Later, the ladies with whom Allison would share a room showed her upstairs so they could prepare for dinner. Remi Hadley, the daughter of Marquis and Marchioness Lacidem, was the first to introduce herself.

"Lady Allison, welcome. It is exciting to have someone new at court. I am Remi Hadley. Have you any need to talk, come first to me." Allison returned Remi's inviting smile, thanked her, and asked for some basic information about the court. "Ah, so much to tell. You will notice this yourself, but let me be the first to tell you. The King and Queen have a…strained relationship. You see, she has been unable to conceive a child. At all. Not even a stillborn child or a miscarriage. He grows cold to her and she grows angry at him for losing faith. She knows he has had many other women and not a bastard child has come from any of them, either. Though nobody - aside from me, I suppose - would say it, everyone is beginning to wonder if perhaps it is the King."

"Remi! You shouldn't say such things! It is treason!" Lady Brenda, another of Allison's roommates, chimed in. Remi simply sighed, turned away, and adjusted her dress.

"Never mind Remi, she knows not what she says. Honestly, the King and Queen are fine. Happy." While Remi chuckled at Brenda's statement, she said nothing. Through all of this, Allison stood there, wide-eyed and nervous.

"Come now, you're scaring the poor girl. Here Allison, make yourself ready, we must be down for dinner soon." Genevieve, Allison's final roommate, stated. Silently, Allison obeyed Genevieve and soon the three ladies were outside of the dining hall. Gregory approached them.

"Your Majesty." They chorused while curtsying.

"Ladies." Remi, Brenda, and Genevieve all proceeded into the room, but Allison stood motionless, struck by the King. She hadn't had the time to look much at him before, but now she quickly glanced at him, taking in his strong physique, dark hair, and stunningly blue eyes.

When she looked away and noticed that the other ladies had left her, she blushed red as a rose and said, "Excuse me, Your Majesty. I suppose I should go into dinner now."

"Allow me to escort you." Allison was shocked, but she happily slipped her small arm through his larger one and followed him into the dining room. He said nothing, but just before he left her, after she was seated, he quickly caught her eyes. She smiled, but he looked puzzled. When he walked away, Allison turned to face the other ladies who were all sitting with questions on their faces.

There was dancing after dinner and Gregory immediately partnered with Allison. Though flattered, she was unsure of how to respond to such attention. Luckily, he didn't speak much, only asking occasionally if she was settled in well, if she was enjoying the company of the other ladies, et cetera. Of course, Allison couldn't remain his partner the whole night, and she happily danced with other gentlemen, including a Sir Robert Chase, whom she found charming, but a bit too forward. The festivities continued until early morning. Allison's roommates went up earlier than her, while Gregory claimed her for the last dance.

As the song was ending, Gregory leaned in and whispered, "Know this - I do not like many people, but I am happy to have you here, Allison." They parted before she had the opportunity to respond, leaving her dumbstruck. When she glanced up at the Queen and King before she left, she saw fire in her eyes - and desire in his.

A/N- I may sound petty, asking for reviews, but this took a long time, and I'm not so confident in it, so please shoot me something. Even concrit is welcome.