This is actually kind of a filler chapter. I didn't plan on this chapter going the way it did, I actually thought this was gonna be the action packed chappy but I like how this one turned out. We'll save the drama for the next couple chapters, kay? We good?

Disclaimer: According to the widget on my Tumblr, Klaine has been broken up for 178 painful days and counting. Hmm... Guess that means I don't own Glee. (Do I seem bitter? Cuz I am.) :P

Blaine awoke to the sound of people bustling around outside. Today was the day of the wedding. He had decided to make a dramatic announcement during the ceremony and he had a speech all thought out. At the words '…or forever hold your peace.' he planned to speak up. Not a very original plan but it would have to do. And because everyone from both kingdoms will be there he will be able to reach out to many people. He had had the fear of upsetting some people who were expecting a marriage but then he realized the only people's opinions he cared for on the matter were the only two who knew of his plan. He wanted to speak with them but he knew that would be impossible. Kurt was probably setting up with the rest of the servants and Rachel was most likely being fussed over and getting into her gown. He is surprised that no one has come to wake him up and get him ready just yet. This is his 'big day' as well. He quickly dressed and opened his door. It hit something hard. He peeked out to see that there were two guards blocking his way.

"Excuse me, gentlemen."

"Sorry, sir. We have been given orders to keep you here until it is time for the ceremony." Blaine gaped at him but then sighed and hung his head.

"I do not have to ask whose plan that was," he mumbled, "So what? I am a prisoner in my own quarters…on my wedding day?"

"I am very sorry, my Lord." The man forced him back and closed the door again. Blaine huffed.

"How rude." He looked around his room. "Well… I am not staying here. I may not be known as the bravest or most manly but I am not a damsel in distress. This will be my kingdom one day and I need to start taking charge. I am getting the hell out of here, find my love, telling my father off, and living my happily ever after!" He pulled the sheets and blankets off of his bed and tied them together. When he held them out the window he realized that they were not near long enough to reach the ground. He would have to climb through one of the windows below. With one last glance at the door he climbed out the window and slowly shimmied down the castle wall. When he came across the first open window he didn't think and just jumped through. It was empty except for one woman who was startled by his appearance. Upon noticing her, he straightened up and put on a friendly smile.

"Oh, how nice to see you again, Miss...?"

"Chang, sir. Tina," The woman said, though she still looked quite confused. He didn't want to frighten her with the details so he started a polite conversation.

"Did you get everything you needed to cook with earlier? You looked like you had quite the arrangement of items to carry. Next time come find me and I would gladly offer my assistance." Tina blinked.

"Oh yes, my Lord. Everything came out perfectly. And thank you, sir. Your help would be greatly appreciated but the kitchen is no place for a gentleman such as yourself. No need to associate with us lower than yourself." Blaine looked utterly flummoxed. He reached out and took her hand gently.

"Please do not think like that. I do not want anyone to ever think they are lower than myself or my father. That is not my intention. I cannot say the same for my father... but I am going to rule this kingdom one day and I want to make sure we all live in peace. I want to make some big changes in the way this kingdom runs. So if there is anything you are uncomfortable with please do not hesitate to inform me. And please... call me Blaine." He smiled and kissed her hand. She blushed the same way she did the first time.

"I do not know about that my Lord. I have been raised in a family of servants. I have been taught to only think of the needs of my 'superiors' and respect them. It will take some time but I could call you nothing more than 'my Lord' or 'Sir' for the time being. But I do respect your actions. I respect that you are selfless and I respect that you respect us all. And that is me thinking this, not what I was taught to think. I also think you are going to be a wonderful king some day." She smiled slightly.

"Thank you. For your honesty and for being understanding. My only hope is to reach out to everyone and listen to their problems so I can do everything within my power to help them. My father certainly does not care as much to listen to anyone. Not even his son."

"I would never speak ill of the king, my Lord, but there are a few problems that do need tending to and we have tried to be heard but the kind would not have it." Blaine looked at her thoughtfully.

"I am very sorry Miss Chang. I am sorry that my father has not been doing his best at his job. But I am here to listen. I will make sure you are heard and try to help. Now, what is troubling you or anyone else?"

"First of all, and I do not mean to be rude, but it is Mrs. Chang. I would not normally be so assertive on the matter but seeing as very few servants actually get to be married, I must insist." He stared at her, wide eyed.

"I did not know this. Why is this the case?"

"It is not a servant's place to do much outside of serving the royal family. Besides, there are certain laws to take into account... It is just a big mess. We are not given many freedoms. But I am so happy and proud to say that I am Mrs. Michael Chang and have been for almost 5 months. It was not a glorious wedding and I do not have a band to show for it but I was with the love of my life and that was all that mattered. Just he and I." She smiled sheepishly and looked down. "And soon... there will be a third." She lightly rubbed her belly.

Blaine gazed at her with a look of wonder.

"That is the most beautiful thing I have ever heard. Congratulations, Mrs. Chang. I really do hope my marriage is half as wonderful as yours." She smiled at him.

"Well, you will soon find out. You are getting married today, sir. I am sure you and Lady Rachel will be so happy together." His smile faltered.

"Y-yes. I hope so. I am sure the ceremony will be perfect. You all have been working so hard on my behalf and I greatly appreciate it. Just promise me one thing."

"Anything, sir."

"Do not think any less of me after today." She frowned slightly.

"I would not dream of it." He nodded slightly and stood up.

"Right then, I best be going. Thank you again for confiding in me. I will see what I can do. There are many marriage laws I plan to change and I hope to meet this Michael soon. Good day, Mrs. Chang." She waved to him as he closed the door. By the looks of it he was on the 2nd of the 6 floors of the castle. Kurt could be anywhere. His father could be anywhere. And in all honesty, he didn't know who he was looking for exactly or what he would say. Just that after his very important discussion with Tina, he had a lot to think about.

Awesome! The next chappy will be the ceremony and lots of drama and tears and feels and all that good stuff, maybe. I haven't written it yet so I don't know, maybe it won't be too painful. (I make no promises.) But, I mean, what could hurt more than having your OTP broken for almost 180 days? Not much, Ryan Murphy, not much.