The doors were pushed opened by six servants. A girl in a yellow formal dress walked through them. Her eyes narrowed as servants lined up along the purple carpet. Eyes watched her every movement as she stepped on the velvet, and her knight did the same. Her knight stayed one foot behind her; allowing her to go first. The other knights stood by the door as the servants pushed it back closed.

The carpet led up a staircase and then to a golden throne. When the girl stood on the last step of the staircase, instead of staff and servants, their own knights stood along the carpet. The purple crest was entrusted into their armor, unlike her knights who wore gold embalmed into their design. Her group looked out of place within this room.

On the throne was a small man with withering hair. He was snoozing, but when he heard the stomps of the knights, he jerked awake. His eyes widen as he saw the pink haired girl. "P-Princess Natsha!" he abruptly shouted as his eyes twitched.

Was it really the day already?

"Yo Gramps," she muttered out with a wave of her hand. Her knight elbowed her in the side. She turned to glare at the walking piece of metal, but instead she gotten shivers when she looked at those deadly eyes. She sighed, "Good afternoon, Gr- King Makarov."

"I haven't seen you since you were toddler," he uttered in remembrance.

"I don't remember you." She bluntly stated, "Though, Igneel did say some stuff about you. Like how you let your sons run wild, and how you leave the castle to fight. Oh, and when he came back, he say that you were going bald."

"Princess Natsha," the knight growled. Natsha's eyes widen as she froze. "That is not a topic for a conversation within their court."

"No, no," Makarov shook his head. He wanted to hear exactly what Igneel said. "Please go on." The knight's evil aura kept the princess from saying anymore of the subject. The king sighed; he will get it later on. "Nevermind about that. For now, we welcome you to our castle! Dreyar White Wall!"

Natsha nodded. When she was told about having to come to this place, she out rightly denied the request; except Erza wouldn't allow her to do such. It would bring shame to their name if one was to deny a friendly gesture, but Natsha felt something else was brewing.

"My friends," he gestured to the servants that lined up along the carpet, "Will deliver your items to the room you will be staying in. You may look around the castle if you would like. If you have any questions, ask any of them."

"I rather take them myself," she replied.

"Hospitably," Erza whispered to her.

"Say that when evil mage archers enter the castle and I can't find my trusting shield just because I'm lost in this damn place."

"Very well, you are our guest and we only want to treat you as such."

She made a small snort, 'More like a prisoner.'

"And I will be sure to keep the evil mage archers away." He bid her farewell with a small grin, but he added once last thing to keep her on her toes, "Keep your shield close. We never know what neural mage archers lurk within the shadows."

She turned her gaze onto Erza, "Told you."

Erza then set her glare onto the king and shivers went up his spine. Maybe he should set his joking aside whenever that woman was in the room.

Soon the two were ushered into a hallway, leaving her other knights to return to her kingdom to report that the princess was escorted there safe and sound. The servants, who were called off by Natsha, left the two to wander the hallways alone.

"And now we are lost," the scarlet haired uttered as they took the third turn. She was carrying most of Natsha's luggage since she demanded it as her duty. While Natsha only carried whatever Erza herself couldn't, against her protests; she could carry her own stuff.

"Yeah, I know, I know," Natsha waved it off, "Damn castle. Damn servants. Damn old man."

"You rather be in Fullbuster Kingdom?" Erza questioned with a raised of an eyebrow.

"I would rather die than go near that place again. Spent way too many hours of my life there with that Iceblock. Glad that he married that Lugia."

Erza tried to correct her, but when the pink haired rounded the corner, she grinned, and raced ahead. "Wait!" the knight called after her.

At the end of the hallway was a buffed man with a fur coat. It hanged off his shoulders and touched the ground. His built was almost the size of the hallway itself.

"Hey you!" Natsha called him.

He did not hear her or chose not to listen. When she gotten closer to him, she saw gold discs hanging from his ears. 'No wonder he can't hear…' she thought, 'Not with those blocking his ears.'

She pulled on his fur coat and he halted. She grinned, finally she gotten his attention. "Hey, I was calling you." Her lips turned into a circle when the man didn't turn around, instead he only stared forward. She tugged on his sleeve and finally he turned around.

His skin was roughed around his eye, in a shape of a lightning bolt. While his head to his arms were decorated with jewels. 'Must be a noble of some sort.' His eyelids covered half of his orange eyes as he peered down on the small girl. "Yeah?"

"I'm lost."

"Yeah?"

"Do you know where my room is?"

"No," his lips curled upward. That smile reminded her a little too much of Gray's whenever he thought he had the upper hand; the same smile she wanted to punch his face in. "But I can direct you to mine."

"Nope, I don't want to sleep with a creep."

"Natsha!" The scarlet haired finally caught up to her princess and grabbed her shoulder. "Do you ever know when to zip your mouth?!"

Natsha's eyes narrowed and she waved her thumb at the blonde man, "You want to sleep with this creep?"

"My, feisty." The blonde chuckled.

Erza igoranced her princess and bowed in front of the blond. "Excuse my f-friend here. Her mouth is faster than her brain."

"For now, I will excuse it." He repeated, "For now." Without a glance back, he continued on his way and vanished from their sight.

Erza's famous glare was set on the pink haired, who pounded on the wall. "Dammit, creeps lurkin' in the shadows!" She set down her suitcase and looked at the direction where the blonde ventured off too. Whatever he founded, she did not want to find out, but he could have at least told them something. "You made him leave."

"Me?" Erza stood gasped. From what she had witness, the blonde rather receive strip tease than give any helpful advice.

"I was asking about our rooms and then you came and now he's gone."

Her eyes narrowed, "It…was my fault?"

The pink haired did not hear, instead she rambled away as she walked down the hallway. "I bet if I punched his face, he would have told me then."

"Maybe we should retreat and ask the king for his help? Like the help he offered at the beginning?"

"But then we can't explore!"

"We are lost."

She glanced back at the red haired, "Then how are we supposed to find the King?" She acted like she just rested her case and there was no more to add.

"Retrace our steps."

"Then we aren't lost in the first place."

The knight sighed. It has only been ten minutes since the two were left alone, and she could already feel a headache coming. "We have not found your room, which is lost to us. The king is not lost to us," the knight restated as simply as she could.

There are three main kingdoms. Fullerbuster. Dreyar. And Dragneel. And because I'm so very smarterest, each kingdom has it's own theme (sort of). If you can find it out, you get a cookie. And thanks for the feedback! I really didn't think people would enjoy this story, it just has been bugging me for the past month. Also, Sting and Laxus is...OOC because this is how I present them as royal blood...you will see more of it later on. My internet is…lacking…so I may not be able to update this story, as well as others, as much as I used too.

rinpup14: Thanks, it's more like Three Dates just without the dates...and limited number of chances...

slayer of the wind: I shall! Yes, and I'm contributing as many as I can (I may not be the best writer, but I sure do enjoy submitting my works). It's just an idea that's been bugging me lately and I finally gotten to write it.

Danizinhachan: I feel like you stalk any Fem!NatsuxLaxus story of mine (I would say Fem!Natsu in general, but I've been only writing Fem!NatsuxLaxus lately). Yeah, that's gonna come back and bit in him in the butt... We have seen one of their meetings, and one to go...but for a meeting for all three of them will be either in the second/third chapter. Thanks!

Staticy Fox Atra: My internet is being a jerk, but I'm getting the chapters written.

XFireDevil23: Two old men arguing about hair...that's probably the best way to start a story :D

darkhuntressxir: I'm writing the fourth chapter now :D