I was so surprised at the hits for this fic! Thank you to all who decided to give this fic a chance. I am so sorry I didn't update as soon as I though but I'm getting there. So, first things first:

1) This chapter doesn't have much Klaine. But i promise, the next one will have LOTS!

2)The languages used in this chapter are English and French (i know)

3)We have a special guest, Kurt's MAGICAL cookies

4) Pay CLOSE attention to details. Some certain things foreshadow something bigger later. I can't say too much about that yet.

5) I dont own Glee, I wish though


CHAPTER 2: THE ROYAL PROPOSAL

Dear Dairy,

Life is getting so much more worthwhile that I can't seem to contain my excitement any longer. There's not a time when I can't remember Aunt Mia. I mean, how can I not? I always remembered her to have an extensive amount of clothing, which I most definitely approve of. The Warblers cut practice early so now Blaine and I are on our way to my house. Apparently, Aunt Mia is here and I nothing but rushed to my car the minute I realized. Blaine also found out about the diva off, calling it the most beautiful and selfless thing he's ever heard. I didn't think much of it at the time. It just so happened that I blew the note for dad. Uh oh. Blaine's coming. I was only able to write this because Blaine was filling up the tank for me. I must go now. If he finds of this JOURNAL I'll never hear the end of it. I will write soon. Is it just me or is dad acting a little too weird lately? Oh no here he comes…..

"Hey Kurt!" Blaine said as he slid into the passenger seat with bright eyes, a smile playing on his lips.

"Hey," Kurt replies, moving his journal from behind his back and into his backpack.

"What's that?" Blaine questioned. Red alert Porcelain, red alert! Abort mission. Wait! What? Porcelain? I swear….I pick up way too many things from Sue.

"Nothing." Kurt answers quickly with a begging tone in his voice. Begging. Begging and hoping that Blaine thinks nothing of it and shakes it off. He does and Kurt represses the urge to let out a sigh of relief.

"Okay then. Well, why don't we get on a moving. Wouldn't want to keep your family waiting." Blaine stated.

"You took the words right out of my mouth." Kurt said, still speechless and jubilant on how easy it is to get Blaine momentarily distracted when he isn't focused.


"What? How is this possible? Are you sure? That cant be…" Carole stammered in disbelief at what she was hearing. Kurt? Prince of Genovia? She always knew Kurt would eventually do great things- but reining a country as a prince or possible king is too rare of an occurrence.

"Oh. Il est très possible." William answered. Luckily, Kurt and his constant French around the house, eventually rubbed off on Burt and Carole. They got used to it, and understood. Finn, however, was like a lost puppy. Mia motioned for him to stop knowing nothing good would come out of this, but alas he still continued, moving next to Carole in an attempt to make her see his visual. (Translation: Oh. It is very much possible)

"Maintenant, imaginez cela. Un doux, juste, le roi, jeune homme que votre beau-fils de prendre le contrôle de la belle Genovia, la création de la paix avec son peuple …" He stated. (Translation: Now, imagine this. A sweet, fair, kind, young gentleman as your stepson taking control of the beautiful Genovia, creating peace with his people)

"Your point?" Carole inquired unsure. Should she speak in French? She can understand but not exactly speak fluently. She was already noticing the worried glances the Queen and ex-queen were shooting each other. She didn't really know what William is going on about but the tone in his voice with the added looks of the visitors proved to have no resulting benefits. Burt took note of this as well, though said nothing.

"Rien, c'est juste qu'il. Je pensais les avantages possibles pour Kurt." Mia was then giving William a look that said this is your last chance to stop talking. (Translation: Nothing, that's just it. I was thinking of the possible benefits for Kurt.)

"Benefits?" Carole questions.

William offers a smile," Mais oui, bien sûr. N'y at-il des avantages à ce que vous faites? Eh bien, un avantage pour une personne dans une telle qualité d'un tel ne pouvait être que bonne. " He slid in closer. "Maintenant, si j'ai bien entendu, il n'a pas eu le plus doux voyage jusqu'à maintenant droit?" (Translation: Why yes, of course. Aren't there benefits to everything you do? Well, a benefit for someone in such a high standard of such could only mean good. Now, if I heard correctly, he hasn't had the smoothest journey until now right?)

"He was being tormented and driven out of his own school because of who he is." Burt stated sympathetically.

"Bien que cela n'arrivera pas pour longtemps. " William stated. "Alors qu'il est gay. Ne rend pas le monde d'arrêter de tourner ou le monde tout différent. Eh bien, homophobes réellement faire le mot différent ... mais qui ne concerne pas Kurt. Genovia est juste. Genovia est en quelque sorte. Genovia accepte leur souverain. Si cette règle se trouve à Kurt qu'il en soit ainsi." (Translation: Well that won't happen for long. So he's gay. Doesn't make the world stop spinning or the world any different. Well, actually homophobes make the word different…but that doesn't concern Kurt. Genovia is fair. Genovia is kind. Genovia accepts their ruler. If that ruler so happens to be Kurt then so be it.)

"So that's the benefit. Kurt won't be discriminated against." Burt said with a hopeful smile.

"Oh oui. Voilà comment cela fonctionne. Bien que ce n'est pas le seul avantage." William stopped and then continued." Avez-vous déjà entendu cette phrase 'gay or European'?" He questioned. (Translation: Oh yea. That's how it works. Though that's not the only benefit. Have you ever heard that phrase 'gay or European'?)

Burt and Carole both nodded slowly. "Wait, isn't that a song?" Carole asked. "And what does that have anything to do with benefits?" Burt questioned alongside her. Mia and Clarice were sitting there, not watching, not doing anything except shaking their head disapprovingly, rubbing their foreheads. This is definitely going to end well.

William's smile then broke into a full blown grin. One that scarily resembled a Cheshire cat. "Oui. C'est une chanson. Vous savez, ce que beaucoup de gens interprètent mal la sexualité. Surtout dans les lieux autres que les US. Je suis gay. J'ai une couple d'autres amis gais retour à la maison. Affichant et de faire ce que nous choisissons." He said mischievously, his grin wider than ever. "APRÈS TOUT ... Savez-vous ce que cela signifie? Genovia a beaucoup de gays, en fait, font que toute l'Europe. Kurt arrive aussi à la royauté. Vous savez ce qu'on dit, son altesse royale doit trouver un Courter, hein? Être redevances et de trouver une Courter est FACILE. Ne. Vous. Comprendre? Sa place dans la société Genovian. Qu'est-ce que je donnerais pour être mis en place de Kurt. Vous savez? Comment les Américains appellent , uh, Bomchicawowow?" (Translation: Yes. It is a song. You know, what a lot of people misinterpret is sexuality. Especially in places other than the US. I'm gay. I have a couple of other gay friends back home. Flaunting and doing whatever we choose. ANYWAYS….do you know what this means? Genovia has many gays, in fact, make that all of Europe. Kurt also HAPPENS to be royalty. You know what they say, his royal highness must find a courter, eh? Being royalty and finding a courter is EASY. Do. You. Understand? His place in Genovian society. What I'd give to be in Kurt's place. You know? How Americans call it, uh, Bomchicawowow?)

"-OKAY. That's enough of THAT. William." Mia said sternly as she observed the worried and concerned looks on Burt and Carole's faces. "I assure you, Kurt will be perfectly fine under this situation…"

Though Burt was having none of it." …and this courting thing. Is he going to be okay? Will I have to be extra catious about others coming on to him?"

William raised to speak but Mia and Clarice had already moved to stop him before he could say anything else reckless.

Mia, though, internally smiled. It sounds like an approval to her. "Burt, have I ever told you of my situation before my coronation for queen?"

"It was implied." Burt said. Mia smiled and continued.

"I don't have to marry to rule. A law that was passed since the beginning of my reign. Luckily, Kurt will live under this rule as well."

"If he DOES find a courter, I would hope that the person, whoever it shall be, chooses to hand his heart over to your son. And that he will be as noble, brave, and as deserving of Kurt's heart as well. I almost made that mistake once, you know. Joe. It took me the end of my royalty to know that he was the man I wanted to be with. Which is why it's important that Kurt chooses his life partner on his own and not who everyone else suggests is most suitable. Whoever Kurt marries will be royalty too. The court may want to choose who he shall marry, but that's Kurt to decide." Clarice's soothing words seemed to calm Carole and Burt down.

"I assume you both have questions?" Mia asked.

Carole raised to speak," How?" A clatter then a BANG! was heard from the kitchen.

"Hold on," Mia said quickly. She walked to the kitchen and saw William eating from a batch of cookies. "What-?"

"Tu dois essayer ces ." William said ecstatically as he raised the batch. "Ils sont si délicieux! J'applaudis qui ont effectué ces. Good Job! Good Job! " He reached forward and shoved the cookie in her mouth. (Translation: You've got to try these. These are so delicious! I applaud who made these. Good Job! Good Job!)

Mia was first shocked in surprise. Slowly and surely it turned into a smile," Magnificent!"

"Oh! Those. Those are Kurt's cookies." Burt said as he walked into the kitchen to see all the commotion.

"Cookies? Plus, comme les biscuits magiques!" He said still smiling…and shoving cookies in his mouth." (Translation: cookies? more like magical cookies!)

"Bring them into the living room then." Said Burt with a chuckle. William smiled broadly and rushed to the living room, cookies still in hand.

Mia smiled as she said to Burt softly," I knew Kurt had some talent in cooking but I didn't know he was that great of a cook." Mia made her way, following not William, but THE COOKIES.

" So…where were we?" Mia asked. " Oh! Right! How. It's like my case. Kurt is not the direct descendant. It is in fact-"

"-his mother." Burt finished. "Yes. His mother. She was to be princess, or Queen for that matter. Her passing, however, left one last direct blood descendant. Kurt." Mia stated with a spark in her eye.

Burt considered this for a moment but still said nothing, along with Carole.

"With that…" she continued," I was told of my royalty during my latest teenage years. Mostly because at 21, I was to take over as Queen. So, does that mean Kurt will take over soon? Not necessarily, no. I just feel it's important and that he may be more aware and ready for his coronation if he was told of his lineage sooner."

"That seems… reasonable. But what if his new found 'popularity' gets to his head or others use it against him? We all remember that result of yours."

Clarice, already one step ahead, answered," We do not have to tell anyone just yet. I understand he has a brother, Finn, yes?" Carole nodded. "He will not know of this yet, either. I only told you both because you're his authority figures. You have a right to know what is going on in his life. Who Kurt chooses to tell and at what pace is his choice."

"So, Burt and Carole, it is my turn to ask you." Mia said. The Genovian Trio shared a knowing look.

"Est-ce que vous êtes prêts pour Kurt à savoir la vérité ? " William inquired. Burt and Carole were suddenly very nervous. (Translation: Are you ready for Kurt to know the truth?)


Kurt parked in the driveway of the Hudmel residence.

"Ready when you are." Blaine said softly as he held out his hand for Kurt to take.

"Let's do this." Kurt said. Both boys walked up to the door. It opened before Kurt could even reach to reveal a handsome man. Tall. Not as tall as Kurt, but not as short as Blaine either. Blue eyes and brown hair.

William rushed forward and kissed Kurt on both cheeks yelling," Bienvenue! Bienvenue! Au plaisir de vous rencontrer!" Blaine looked as confused as Finn on his worst days. (Translation: Welcome! Welcome! Pleasure to meet you! )

Kurt couldn't stop staring at him because of various reasons. First, his outfit most definitely fished itself out of Aunt Mia's closet or paycheck. Second, he looked foreign, so why the fuck was he in his house and knew who he was? Third, "Um...are those MY cookies? They were for me. I said no one could touch them yet!" Kurt screamed as he dragged Blaine inside.

"Dad! Why'd you let this stranger eat some of my cookies?" He yelled. Blaine took a cookie from William's batch. Blaine's eyes brightened. "délicieux oui? " William asked. Blaine was lost again and Willliam saw that," Ah...sorry...i forgot sometimes...Not...all...talk...French...no?" Blaine still looked confused. "I'm...William! You are...?"

"Oh! I'm Blaine! Nice to meet you. So...uh...what did you say earlier?" Blaine asked. William said nothing and handed another cookie to Blaine.

"I say...cookie...'delicious' yes?" William asked.

"YES! Very delicious! Kurt! Are these really YOUR cookies?" Blaine said surprised. He looked like a little three year old marveling over the batch..or puppy is more like it.

"Yes. Yes. They are. Now who is this guy again?" Kurt asked.

"This..." Mia gestured," is William. He's an accompiant of mine. He's here to help me with some little things while I'm here. We have alot to do, so little time."

"We?" Kurt asked, beyond confused.

"Yes, we." Clarice said. She walked towards Kurt and smiled," Hello Kurt. My name is Clarice. I am your Great-Grandmother. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Kurt looked up in surprise. Another person on his mom's side of the family? This day was just getting better and better...well, almost. Apart, from the European stranger sitting in his living room sharing his cookies with Blaine.

"Speaking of important things, we have some words for Kurt. Burt? Carole?" Mia said.

"Uh..Blaine. I think you should go on and head home. We're going to drop off William at Mia and Clarice's place. We could take you home if you'd like." Burt said.

"Uh. N-no. You don't have to do that." Kurt interrupted. "Blaine can stay. I mean this is about me right? Blaine has the right to know..."

"Are you sure?" Clarice questioned.

"Yea...I'm sure..." Kurt said unsure. It sounded like they were going to make him join a cult or something.

"Okay then...uh William?" Carole said. William got up with the cookies and headed for the door. He looked to Kurt, the cookies, and back.

"Yes, you can take them with you." Kurt answered and sighed at the unsaid question. William smiled broadly and went to the car. Burt and Carole couldn't help but chuckle at his behavior. Very un-Genovian like.

"Alrighty then. Let's get started." Mia announced.


Kurt and Blaine sat on the couch, Blaine's hand grasping Kurt's for support. Kurt didn't know what this was all about, but he had a feeling it was going to be something else. Blaine, sensing this, decided to make Kurt as comfortable as possible. Mia and Clarice sat opposite of them. Mia couldn't help but smile.

"Kurt?" Mia asked unable to control herself. "Is this your..."

"Boyfriend?" Kurt answered with a smirk. "Yes, this is my boyfriend. Blaine Anderson meet Aunt Mia, Aunt Mia meet Blaine Anderson." Kurt gestured.

"It's very nice to meet you." Blaine said

"Pleasure." Mia said with a smile. She barely met him, but she knew he was a fine gentelman. If Kurt chooses him as a courter though...Mia stopped her thought process before it could get reckless. She wanted so bad to meddle, but she couldn't. All she wanted was for Kurt to have the happy ending...or beginning...that she had. Nicholas was great, but if she had known sooner, she would have acted better.

"Mia..this isn't a dating website." Clarice reprimanded. She then turned to Kurt,"Kurt, are you aware of your family lineage?"

"Um...no." Kurt thought about anything he could possibly remember about his mother's side. "All I know is that you two are the only other people on my mother's side and even then...no...I don't know."

"Okay Kurt. I'm going to tell you something very important." Mia said. She turned to Blaine," Last chance..."

"I'm not going anywhere." Blaine said softly

"And I you...I'll never say goodbye to him." Kurt said lovingly. (A/N and yes I just finished watching Born This Way...awww tho right?)

Mia once again resisted the urge to ask questions only because of Clarice who reprimanded her with a warning look.

"Okay..Kurt. This isn't new that I can just come out and say." Mia struggled. "How exactly do I say this?" Mia whispered to Clarice. Clarice caught on and took out a book. She handed it to Kurt.

"Um...is this a diary?" Kurt questioned. Mia's eyes widened. It is a diary. Hers.

"Grandma...uh..why?" Mia asked thinking of a way to get her personal diary out of his hands.

"Mia. Mia. Would it not be easier to explain if he can read about an experience that's the same as his? Kurt is a smart boy he should be able to get it..." Clarice said with a smile.

Blaine gestured towards Kurt nonchalantly. A movement that speaked well, you should look at it.. Kurt complied and opened up a random page. It read:

Dear Diary,

Can you believe it? Grandma says I'm a princess. A princess? Me? Mia Thermopolis? Maybe it just hasn't sunk in yet. She says that my father was a prince and that when he died i was next in throne? I'm loving this new part of me but I'm not sure i can do this. Oh well. I must write soon. Lily's here and I'm not too sure how she's going to take this...

That was all Kurt had to read before dropping the book with a slap, eyes wide and mouth open wide. Blaine saw it too and he couldn't help but smile a little. Is Mia and Clarice implying what he thinks they're implying. Clarice's words once again ringing in his ear. Would it not be easier to explain if he can read about an experience that's the same as his? Read about an experience that's the same as his. An experience that's the same as his. Same as his...

"Aunt Mia. Is THIS really what all this is about?"

"Kurt. I learned something about me. It may have been a benefit for me and it may be the same to you. I don't really want to have to say it but I'm going to have to so you will understand." She said slowly, staring straight into his eyes, no trace of foolery that can be seen. "As I was not just Mia Thermopolis, YOU are not just Kurt Hummel. You are Kurt Mignonette Elizabeth Hummel-Renaldi, of the royal family line, PRINCE of Genovia.


Boom! Why did I end it there? Because I can! ;D So, this chapter was VERY long..longer than I expected. With my knowledge but little knowlede, I had to use Google Translator for some of them. If you speak French, PLEASE direct me if I'm doing it wrong. I apologize. I wasn't sure how to put the english translation so tell me if where I put it is fine..or tell me where I should put it to make it easier. There will be ALOT of French in this fanfiction so easiest way...do tell.

Next Chapter we will see Kurt starting to get the feel of his royal responsibilities and life shifting for him completely with the help of some persistent Warblers that will wait on his hands and feet (Im not joking, im serious lol). A friendship is formed between the two fashion-prone French speakers, leaving Blaine in an attempt to pay WAY more attention during French class. And a revelation that changes the way Kurt interprets people and who they REALLY ARE.

Heavy on the KLAINE next chapter...so STAY TUNED! suggestions are most DEFIANTly welcome XD

YAY! FOR PERSONAL STORIES

so...who saw Born This Way? I cried. ;_; not cuz of Klaine...but HELLO? The Warblers! ima miss them...which is why i'll be putting them into my stories as much as possible. So quick poll, there are some warblers unnamed. For those unnamed warblers, do you want me to go by their original names? and most importantly... Aaron page: Logan or Aaron or something else? so yea! the end of my never ending author note! Review!