So I'm not going to be posting any updates between july 15th- july 17th. My fiancee and I are going down to his hometown and looking at apartments and houses to rent. We will be leaving the 15th, and coming back the 17th. I might stop posting if we do move into a place for a few days so I can focus on setting up.

Once the sun had set, the party began. Dean had never seen so many well dressed people in his life. The servants each wore white full face masks, while the guests wore elaborate masks that were cut off above the mouth to allow them to eat. The servants weren't allowed dinner until after the party was over. There were men and women dressed in all kinds of clothes, Dean wondered what it was like to wear such expensive clothing. He was dressed in white like the other servants. The women wearing light dresses that fell to their calves, the sleeves slit down so the fabric would fall while they could move their arms freely. The men were shirtless, instead they either wore loose fitting pants or skirts that the fabric fell to their feet in the front and back, while fabric on the sides fell to their upper sides. Dean chose the latter, he had never worn anything like that before.

Dean enjoyed serving the different people, listening in on their stories and seeing their outfits for the evening. He kept almost running into a short man in gold clothing, it wasn't until the third time that he realized it was Prince Gabriel. The prince stopped and stared at him for a second, before running off. Dean wondered if Gabriel had recognized him or not...he looked for Castiel but amidst the many people he couldn't find him, even if he could recognize him.

The tables were filled with different food from different parts of the kingdom, wild game from the forests that included boars and deer, pheasant and chicken from the plains. Dean spotted fish and other seafood from the ocean, Benny helped him learn some of the names each time they had a break period. There were apples, oranges and other fruits Dean had never seen before, he almost wished he could try them. Everyone drank from either silver or glass goblets and Dean could see some of the colorful drinks they had. Some had swirls or flecks in them, or had garnish overflowing the brim. Many of them seemed to be enjoying themselves and Dean hoped if there was any food left that the servants got a taste.

The night passed quickly for Castiel, and he grew bored of watching the servants go by and the people talking. His father cleared his throat and called out, the entire place going quiet. Castiel sank in his seat, trying to hide even more behind his mask.

"Today marks a special day for our kingdom and all our allies!" The King exclaimed, many cries of agreement came up from the guests. "My youngest son, Castiel, has reached manhood. He was the last child my wife ever held in her arms...her passing was sad, but with her death came the birth of your future King!" Castiel looked up startled, and it seemed he wasn't the only one surprised.

The King smiled and waited for the murmurs to stop. "I know many of you are questioning my choice, hear me out. As you know my eldest son, Lucifer has been away from home for many years. I know deep in my heart I will never live to see my son come home. That would leave Michael..." The King looked down at his second oldest son, the man looking up at him with anger.

"He...isn't fit to be King." The King growled and Michael looked down at the table, unable to control his shaking hands. He was thankful that his badger mask could hide his anger and resentment. "Gabriel, he too isn't fit to be King, but I'm sure he doesn't care much either way." Everyone laughed and Gabriel nodded, he could care less if he was King or not.

"That leaves my youngest, Castiel. He has all the qualities that make a great King, I announce that upon my death Castiel will be the new ruler of our kingdom." People began to applaud, but Castiel remained motionless.

Dean listened in awe, the Prince he had met was going to be the King? The Prince he had dreamt about before? He leaned against a wall and watched, he smiled seeing the mask of Castiel's was a raven...it matched his attire well and Dean had to admit it made him look mysterious. He watched as people began to bring up gifts for the future King, and Dean creeped closer curious at what the thing were.

Some were only gave him a simple bow, most gave money. There were a few that had interesting choices as gifts, there were people who brought fruits and plants from their lands. Castiel seemed actually interested in these, he would discuss the needs of each plants with them carefully before they moved on.

A man and woman stepped forward next. They weren't holding anything and both were dressed much nicer than the rest of the guests. The man's hair was dark, his mask looked like a demon and his robes were all black. The woman's hair was a little lighter than the mans, and her mask was of a lamb, but Dean got a feeling that she was anything but good.

"As a token of the south kingdoms gratitude and as a sign treaty, I offer my daughter's hand in marriage to the future King, Castiel." Castiel froze. Dean felt his mood immediately change, the happiness he felt minutes ago changed to something sad. The King smiled and nodded.

"That will be a fine arraignment. I take it then she is either a beta or omega?" He asked, the women curtsied and nodded.

"Yes your majesty." She said, her voice sending chills down Dean's spine. He just didn't like her and he could smell it. She was wearing a strong perfume that could hide the scent of what she was...he had a feeling she wasn't an omega or beta.

"Father, I don't think-" Castiel started turning to his father. The King held his hand up to stop Castiel.

"I would also like to suggest that Prince Castiel comes to our kingdom for a few years, so he can be near his future bride and learn of our culture." The man in the demon mask suggested. Dean realized he was the King of the southern kingdoms. He didn't want Castiel to go…

"I think that would be good for him. We will discuss it later." The King said bowing his head and the two walked away. Castiel sat down in his chair and barely made any comment to any of the other guests other than thank you for the gifts they brought. He didn't want to marry a Princess from another kingdom. Dean felt the same way as he was pulled off to help the others.

The night ended with most of the guests passed out at the tables, some wandering the palace and many going upstairs to their rooms. Dean was exhausted and collapsed against a wall. He took his sandals off and began to massage his feet. He let out a satisfied groan but froze when he heard someone approaching. He looked and saw Castiel approaching, the Princess holding onto his arm. She had taken her mask off and Dean had to admit she was nice looking. Her features were small and her hair fell around her rounded face.

Dean heard Castiel laugh at something she said and he felt that maybe he was intruding. It was obvious that the Prince liked her...he got up and grabbed his sandals, trying to get away from the heartbreaking scene in front of him. He had been stupid to hang onto the feelings he had for one man after all these years...what did he think would happen if Castiel did remember him? He was just a servant now, a former prostitute...someone like the Prince would never want someone like him.

Castiel noticed a servant run off, he frowned wondering if they had scared him. He had to say he enjoyed the company of the Princess, Meg. She wasn't an omega nor beta as she had claimed, but Castiel was fine with this. She was strong and a little pushy, but she soon backed off when he told her he wasn't really interested in being with anyone. They both agreed for now they would pretend for the sake of their kingdoms and become friends, and if anything else formed between them then they would deal with that then.

Meg was more intelligent than other royal women Castiel had met. She was well read and even was trained to battle. He had to admit he didn't find it hard to like her, although being interested in her romantically would be a stretch for him. They discussed the politics of the other kingdoms, and shared a laugh when he mentioned how his brother was absolutely in love with Queen Kali from the east.

"She would tear him apart!" Meg said and Castiel nodded.

"Although I'm sure he wouldn't mind." He suggested and the Princess laughed. They reached a private balcony and finally Castiel took off his mask. Meg smiled and gently fixed his hair, the mask having ruffled it due to it's removal. They both stayed there, looking out over the balcony edge and made quips about the guests that stumbled along the gardens. Castiel not once thought of the farmer boy the rest of the night, and instead enjoyed the company of his new friend.