Chapter 3! Yay! ...That's it. I got nothing else to say...
Disclaimer: This fucking Adam character is still in the picture? Guess I don't own Glee.
Blaine paced his room. He needed to figure something out. He can't go through with this. He heard trumpets sounding and cheers outside. He peered behind his curtains. A carriage was coming up the path. Carrying the Lord and Lady, not doubt. Blaine panicked. He ran down the hall until he accidentally ran into someone's chest.
"Sorry! I am so sorry, sir." He looked up to find his father.
"I was just coming to get you, my son. Are you through with your tantrum?" Blaine stepped back and looked up at his father confidently.
"It was not a tantrum, Father. And I will never be over it. You cannot force me to marry." The king's eyes narrowed.
"Yes, as the king, I can. Prince or not, I am still in power here. But I do not want to have to force you. You should get to know Lady Rachel and just maybe you will fall in love with her."
"I highly doubt that," Blaine mumbled as the king put his hand on his back and led him downstairs.
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He stood at his father's side, in front of the castle as the carriage pulled up and the driver opened the door. A man climbed out who Blaine recognized as Lord Berry. He was an average height with dark hair, simple clothes (for a king), and a kind smile. He walked up to Blaine's father, laughing, and hugged him tightly.
"It is so nice to see you, William! It has been too long!" The king smiled.
"Likewise, Gerald." Blaine looked back toward the carriage just as a small figure stepped out. Lady Rachel was shorter with her father's hair, big brown eyes, and a shy smile. She approached Blaine.
"Hello again, Prince Blaine. I have not seen you in some time." He smiled politely and kissed her hand.
"Yes it has," he said with a grimace. He offered his arm to her and they all walked into the dining hall.
"First of all I would like to thank you for coming so soon. We love to have you. Secondly, I am pleased to hear that you have finally accepted the proposal." The king smiled brightly.
"Well, like any good father, I talked it over with my dear Rachel and gave her time to think it over." Blaine smirked down at his soup as his father's face turned red. "She finally made her decision and was so excited. So we came here post haste." The two kings starting drifting off into their own conversation so Rachel turned to Blaine who looked most interested in his meal.
"I am so very glad that you wanted to marry me. When we met you seemed…distracted and disinterested in our conversations, I…I thought there was another in your life already and I did not want to impose." Blaine accidentally inhaled his soup and coughed violently.
"Oh dear, are you okay?" She patted his back lightly. It did not feel right. It was gentle and should have been comforting but all he longed for was Kurt's hands, slightly rough from his cleaning and hard labor, on him.
"I am fine. Um…the truth is, My Lady, there…there is-" He glanced at the two men who were laughing loudly at the other end of the table. "Can we go somewhere more…private?" Rachel's eyes widened slightly but she smiled.
"Very well. Father, Prince Blaine wants to show me the castle. May we be excused, King William?" The king looked slightly shocked but happy.
"Yes, yes, go on! Enjoy yourselves!" Blaine rolled his eyes as he took Rachel's hand. They walked through the corridors until they came across a small door that led outside to a vast garden. Rachel let out a small gasp.
"This place is beautiful."
"My mother started it before I was born. I have helped keep it lively after her death."
"This must be a very important place to you then." Blaine's eyes shined.
"It is," he whispered. They sat on a bench and just gazed at all of the flowers. Rachel scooted over, her hand resting on his. He tensed up. She slid her hand up his arm and down his chest. Once her hand landed on his upper thigh he jumped up.
"Woah! My dear Lady, I think that is quite inappropriate." She looked at him curiously.
"And why is that? We are to be married soon and you brought me to a more private place, a place that is so special to you. I assumed…"
"There is another!" he shouted and closed his eyes tightly, wincing. Rachel looked at him with a mildly shocked expression. But then she just looked sad.
"I assumed as much. How foolish of me to believe that you actually wanted to marry me. Is it because I am not as beautiful? As rich? As charming?" Blaine's heart broke a little, watching her fall apart in front of him. He sat next to her and rested his hand on her shoulder.
"You do not understand. That is not it at all. You are the most beautiful, charming woman I have ever met…aside from my mother, of course." She smiled at that. "And you are the future ruler of one of the richest kingdoms out there. Not that that matters to me. It is just…I am… Can you keep a secret?" She nodded her head. "No, I mean, this is a very serious matter. I could be put to death. Can you handle a secret like that?" She looked serious and thought for a moment and nodded again, more sure. Blaine took a deep breath.
"Yes, there is another. But not what you think. It…it is a servant." He chickened out. She looked a little confused.
"Well, that is not so bad. I do not think you would be put to death for that…" Blaine put his head in his hands.
"That is not all. This particular servant happens to be a…a man."
Oooo! What's gonna happen?