I'm so so so sorry this took so long! I have so much going on with graduation coming up. But that's no excuse to leave us hanging! I know! I'm sorry! But here you go! Chapter 6! Yay! I promise (maybe) that the next one won't take so long
Hey, who's excited about Blaine wanting to marry Kurt and talking to Papa Hummel about it? *raises hand* Well IF I owned Glee they would be married already (or at least engaged, damn) and have the cutest, most fabulous wedding ever.
As Blaine walked down the various corridors he couldn't help think about what Tina had said. There are many issues that need to be addressed. It isn't fair to any of them. He had told Kurt before: he could've easily been born into a family like theirs. he wouldn't want to live with the restrictions they suffer with. Although he does have restrictions of his own that are particularly obvious and painful today. He was ripped from his thoughts as two beautiful voices came from the room to his right. At first, he recognized Rachel's voice.
"At Simon's chapel I took my seat and was caught by the waves, how tall they seem. I was waiting for my friend."
"Will he come?" That could only be Kurt. No one else had such a melodic voice. He wondered why they were in the same room. Perhaps he was helping her get ready. But there were to be no men in her quarters.
"She must have requested him personally," he whispered. He pressed his ear to the door.
"At the chapel before the altar, altar-stone I was caught by waves, they seem to grow. I was waiting for my friend."
"Will he come?" Blaine looked through the keyhole. He saw Rachel in her dress, singing into the mirror. Then Kurt stepped into view, singing with her, helping her with her dress. Blaine smiled at how well they got along. He wanted to go in and talk with them but didn't for two reasons: He didn't know if anyone else was in there and feared being sent back to his room. And their voices were so beautiful he didn't want them to stop. He didn't have much time to think about this because he was violently pulled from the door to the other side of the corridor.
"What are you doing out of your room!?" His father.
"I am not a prisoner. Am I not allowed to walk around my own home?" The king narrowed his eyes.
"Not today. Today you are to show up when necessary and marry Lady is all." Blaine threw his hands in the air.
"WHY are you so adamant about this? Why will you not listen to what I have to say. Have you not heard me clearly? I. DO. NOT. WANT. TO. MARRY. LADY. RACHEL. I-" His father pushed him harder into the wall.
"You will listen to me," he said in a dangerously low voice, "Anyone would fight to the death to marry her. If I did not know better I would say you were- no." He shook his head to clear it. "I am the king and you will obey my orders." Blaine pushed him away, not enough to hurt but with force.
"You are a also a father and you need to start acting like it!" The king opened his mouth to speak, fire in his eyes.
"Um, pardon me?" said a small voice. They both turned their heads. Once they saw the blond man the king stepped back and brushed the wrinkles out of his and Blaine's clothes.
"Sorry to interrupt but we have been looking for the prince. We need to get him ready."
"Oh, very well...um." Blaine rolled his eyes.
"Samuel Evans, father. Another servant of yours. Not that you would know. In fact, he is one of the lowest payed servants but he works twice as hard because he has two siblings to feed. Oh, you did not know this? Maybe you should actually TALK to them; learn about THEIR lives!" The king wanted to lash out. Scream at his son until he was hoarse, but the so-called Samuel was staring at them intently.
"Go with…Samuel," he gestured to the quiet, blond man, "and I will see you in the hall in a couple of hours. I expect you to be clean, handsome, punctual... and mature about this.:
"Likewise." Blaine gave his father a challenging look. The king just straightened up and walked away. Once he was out of sight Blaine turned to the man next to him.
"You did not have to do that, m'Lord. I do not want the king to be mad at you. I do not wish to cause trouble."
"You did not cause anything. And I will always stand up for you. You are my friend."
"I am?"
"Of course. We listen to each other's problems and help each other out. You are a very charming man and I enjoy your company. So do not pay any heed to my father's carelessness. He does not care to listen. But I always will. And I do not believe you to be lower than me. That is just wrong. So yes, you are my friend." Samuel smiled and led him back to his quarters to get ready.
Two hours later found Blaine standing at the altar, feeling more alone than ever and extremely nervous. He looked around while they were getting ready to start. He spotted Kurt in the back corner. He smiled and Kurt waved discretely, looking nervous as well. Blaine mouthed, 'Ready?' and Kurt grimaced and nodded. The music started playing and the ceremony began. Then everyone turned around and Rachel appeared, being led by her father. Not unlike Blaine and Kurt, she wore a look of fear. Her walk down the aisle felt like the longest moment in his life. Everything seemed to slow down and fade out. Once she etched him her father took Blaine's hand and put hers in it. He smiled at Blaine. Blaine tried to smile back but it came out distressed. Almost like a silent plea for help. Lord Berry looked at him curiously but smiled at his daughter and sat down. The minister came up to the podium.
"Welcome. Today we are here to witness the unification of two kingdoms and two lives..." Blaine only heard the rushing of blood in his ears. This is it. Just a few more minutes. He chanced a glance at the back of the room. Kurt was wringing his hands, his eyes darting back and forth. Blaine was starting to shake with anticipation. He saw that Rachel was staring at the ground, her father looking at both of them, concerned. He finally looked to his father who looked smug and satisfied. As if his plan were working perfectly. Well not today...oh, to hell with it!
"Um...excuse me?" The minister stopped speaking. "I- uh, I have something to say." His father waved at the minister, signaling for him to continue, looking frantic. The minister looked back at his book to find his place.
"I-"
"WHAT are you doing ?!" The king stood up and marched toward him, not caring if anyone saw him acting inappropriately anymore. "You are not ruining this! Why do you always disobey me?"
"I am not trying to DISOBEY you, father! I am simply trying to tell you-"
"Tell me what? That you are acting out because of your mother? That I was not there for you? That you have a forbidden love?" Blaine's eyes widened. "Oh, so that is true? What, is it someone low-class like a servant?" Blaine was seeing red.
"YES! I AM IN LOVE WITH A SERVANT! If that is so hard to believe! And guess what, Father? He's a MAN! So I do not want to marry Rachel, I love Kurt!" Various gasps are heard around the room. Then it went dead silent. Blaine could only hear his deep breathing. His father had stopped breathing all together. He was frozen, eyes wide. From the corner of his eye, Blaine could see Lord Berry standing up slowly but his eyes never left his father's. The king finally came to his senses and grabbed the front of his shirt, eyes narrowing. With a dangerous voice he said, "No you do not." He pushed him away, roughly. "GUARDS! SEIZE THEM!" Blaine's eyes widened.
"Wha-?" Three men came at him. He tried to fight them off with his knowledge from his fighting lessons. But once one had his arms, one had his legs, and the other had him in a headlock, he knew it was useless. He looked to the corner he had seen Kurt. He was gone.
"Kurt! Wherever you are, RUN! They are coming for you!" he says as he's being dragged away.
"No! Please-" Rachel tried. Her father held her back. He turned to the king.
"William..."
"Stop!" he held his hand up, not even looking at Lord Berry. "Do not talk to me right now." He walked over to his son who was being held back, his face just visible around all of the hands on him. He bent down so they were face to face.
"You are no son of mine. And you will be punished until you come to your senses. Take him away!" Blaine wore a look of shock which quickly turned into a glare as he kicked at the men dragging him away.