Hello once again! I hope you enjoy this chapter; it's an important one! I'm really looking forward to certain future chapters, as I have some great stuff planned for the boys!

Sometimes, I see that I switch between British and American words/spellings; this is because I am British, so I obviously use certain words, but annoyingly, my spellcheck is American. I know this doesn't really matter but I just wanted to explain.

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It was a week after the tennis match, and, although Kurt really loved his two best friends, the Ohio girls were really starting to overstay their welcome. They squealed all the time, meaning their voices were constantly reverberating around the echoey castle walls. They also ate all the food in the place, and generally expected to be treated like princesses. Which they were, considering they were guests of the Prince, of course. Kurt had even told the staff not to adhere to every one of their commands, but they didn't listen. Honestly, he couldn't wait for the both of them to go home. Kurt was really starting to lose his strength a couple of days ago;

"Kurt!" Rachel yelled at him when the Prince walked into the room, popcorn spilling out her mouth, "the food here is the best! I'm taking some home".

"You can't, Rachel", Kurt said with a tired sigh, "there's all these international food laws. Maybe you should lay off the food though, huh?" Kurt was surprised to find Rachel almost in tears at his suggestion.

"Are you saying I'm fat?" She almost shouted. Kurt became very flustered, very quickly.

"No, no, no, no, no! I just meant that the chef's are feeling a bit insulted that you'd rather eat the snacks in the fridge than the meals they spend all day preparing", he explained.

"But Kurt", Mercedes said, walking out of the bedroom part of Kurt's suite, a giant box of chocolates between her hands, "the food they make is way too complicated, plus the portions are so small, I can barely see them". Kurt sighed for what felt like the hundredth time that day;

"I really don't miss Ohio's culture", he said before walking off.

Rachel and Mercedes had done something useful though. The pair had really brought Kurt and Blaine closer together. The pair would always find a way to include Blaine into their conversation at dinner, and invited the Lord to every one of their sleepovers; something Kurt wasn't all to happy about. His friendship with Blaine was growing ever closer, as were his not so platonic feelings, but the sleepovers were his time with his annoying, but lovable, best friends; he didn't want anyone else interrupting.

But, it turned out Blaine was pretty great company at sleepovers. He had graduated from an all-boys boarding school in the city, so was well aware of how to host a proper slumber party. Overall, life in the castle was pretty great, even with his clingy BFFs.

However Kurt did notice that Rachel and Mercedes had begun to grow a lot quieter as their trip drew to a close. They would constantly be whispering to each other, and would stop talking when Kurt walked into a room. On several occasions he would be walking through the castle when he would find them both huddled in one of the many corners and crevasses of the palace, seeminly discussing something.

Kurt, of course, didn't want to pry in his friend's business, but he hated being left out of something that was obviously important; what could his best friends in the whole wide world possibly be hiding from him?

This wierd pattern of behaviour continued on for several more days, causing Kurt to become more and more worried. Since Blaine was busy that particular week doing some Lordly duties with his father that Kurt couldn't understand (he was also worried about this; wondering if they were scheming to take over the throne, but he was too busy to think about it), he was left to spend time with his grandmother, who he loved, but she could be quite a lot to handle if you spend a lot of time with her. Sophia noticed that Kurt wasn't his usual self;

"Are you alright, dear? You've been so positive since your friends from America came, and now you're sad again. I enjoyed seeing you look so happy". Kurt smiled slightly at this;

"I'm just feeling a bit left out, grandmother, but I'll get over it".

"That's the spirit of a true King", the Queen replied. This made Kurt's heart swell.

"I'm sure you're just being paranoid though", she added comfortingly. Sophia always knew how to make Kurt feel better.

"Thanks grandmother, but for now, I think I'll just leave them alone. I don't know what those two are talking about, but I'm obviously not welcome to their discussion".

Kurt found out what Rachel and Mercedes were up to the same day Blaine came back to the castle. The Prince had yet to see the Anderson boy since he returned, as his two best friends had kept him hostage all day;

"Now Kurt I know you've been feeling left out lately, and we're truly sorry about that", Rachel said sincerely. Kurt was sitting at the foot of his bed, with the two girls looming over him.

"Yeah, we really hated making you sad; you're our best friend. But you have to know we did it for a good cause". Kurt looked at Mercedes incredulously; what were they talking about?

"We want you to take a walk in the gardens. Specifically near the grand fountain in the centre", Rachel said. Okay, that didn't clear up any of Kurt's confusion. However he knew better than to argue with the Ohio-born girls, so he heard outside with a very confused look on his face.

For the first time since he had ever been to the castle, the grounds were completely empty. There wasn't a single person around; what was going on? Although seriously confused now, Kurt kept walking until he reached the fountain. Nothing. It was almost five minutes later that Kurt decided to walk back to his room; obviously this was some weird prank by Rachel and Mercedes. But then, he saw something to make him stay.

Blaine was walking towards him, his head down and his headphones in. The Lord was humming along to the music, obviously lost in his own little world. Kurt smiled at this; he truly couldn't help but feel enamoured by the boy. Blaine obviously had no idea he wasn't alone, as he jumped and screamed slightly-although he would deny it-when he almost walked into Kurt by the fountain.

"KURT! HELLO!" Blaine shouted excitedly, pulling the Prince into a tight hug, "I REALLY MISSED YOU!" He shouted again. This made Kurt laugh, causing Blaine to pull a face of confusion;

"TAKE YOUR HEADPHONES OFF!" Kurt shouted back. Blaine blushed and became flustered, apologising profusely for shouting. After the Hummel boy had stopped laughing, the tension around them grew, like it had for the past couple of weeks.

"So...what brings you out to the gardens?" Blaine asked.

"What?" Kurt replied, once again confused, "I was sent here by Rachel and Mercedes. I thought you would know why I was here."

"Oh", Blaine said simply, "that's odd. I have no idea, I'm sorry. I always go for a walk around the gardens at this time; it's really soothing".

"Oh, okay", Kurt said, deciding that his friends were just crazy, "so, do you know where all the staff have gone?"

"Oh yeah, apparently someone broke a really, really expensive marble statue out here, so they've all been called in to find the culprit", Blaine explained, shrugging. Kurt had a pretty good idea about who was behind that...

"They set us up", Kurt said under his breath; he really couldn't believe they would do this.

"What was that Kurt?" Blaine said.

"Oh, nothing, nothing", he replied. Kurt did not need Blaine to know about his meddling friends.

The pair then spent several hours just sitting at the fountain, talking all about their lives and their opinions on a wide range of topics. At times, the conversation turned flirty, and they let it; both very comfortable with each other. Kurt could honestly not think of a nicer time he had spent at the castle, all because of Blaine. Although reluctant at first, he was so glad Sophia had decided to bring the Andersons to stay; even if the elder was a complete ass. Kurt was thinking about all this, drifting out of the conversation. He was pulled back in by Blaine's next sentence;

"...and he was hitting on me all the time".

"Wait, what?!" Kurt said, suddenly back in the moment.

"I know, right? Honestly, it got pretty annoying after a while, especially after I told him I wasn't interested. But it was flattering, I guess".

"Wh-who was hitting on you?" Kurt asked, getting a horrible, tight feeling in his stomach.

"Oh, one of the other young Lords I met when I was away. Totally arrogant, but he was pretty good-looking, I'll be honest". Kurt's stomach tightened even more.

"Did...did you guys hook up?" He asked shyly, causing Blaine to grin.

"No, I've got my eye on someone else. Why? Are you jealous?" He asked teasingly, grinning so hard his smile almost reached his eyes. Kurt blushed violently;

"No...no, I was just curious..."

"Sure", Blaine said, obviously not believing Kurt, "I think you like me Kurt, and I like you. I think you should give us a chance". The Prince went quiet. His mind was racing with all the pros and cons of being Blaine's boyfriend. Ultimately, through all the negatives he could think of, he wanted nothing more than the have Blaine hold him in his arms, and kiss him whenever he wanted.

"Yeah...okay", he said breathlessly, nodding his head slightly. Blaine's smile got impossibly wider, and he leant in to pull Kurt into a searing kiss. It was long and beautiful, their mouths moulding together perfectly. Kurt had never felt so amazing, and neither had Blaine. This was nothing like the sweet, soft kiss they had shared on the top of the staircase; it was full of passion and the promise of love.

Eventually, they pulled away when they heard a faint knock on one of the higher castle windows. Standing by the glass were the barely visible figures of Mercedes and Rachel, jumping up and down and cheering. Kurt laughed at this, full of euphoria. He eventually turned to look at Blaine;

"I guess I should ask you officially", Blaine said, "Prince Kurt Elizabeth Hummel of Elsiva, will you please be my boyfriend?"

"Yes, of course", Kurt replied, and the pair kissed once more. However Kurt eventually pulled away when the thought that had been plaguing his mind for so long became too overwhelming;

"I can't trust you though", he blurted out, their foreheads touching intimately. Blaine's face fell;

"What do you mean?"

"I do trust you...I mean, I sort of do...I really want to..." Kurt tried to explain.

"I just...there's still something in the back of my head telling me that you're just doing this to steal the throne from me, and a part of me doesn't care, and that's really scary".

Blaine took Kurt's face in both his hands and looked at him seriously;

"Kurt. I promise you I have no other intention that to be with you, and be the best boyfriend I can be for you". Kurt sighed;

"There's just something stopping me from trusting you completely". Blaine's face looked slightly sad, but mostly determined;

"Kurt, I want to be with you so bad that I'll take what I can get; if you still want me even if you don't fully trust me, I'm yours. But I promise you I will show you that my intentions are nothing but honorable". Kurt smiled slightly at this; god he hoped Blaine was right.

Hope you enjoyed this chapter! I know I kind of made it seem like the secret was that Rachel was pregnant; apologies if that's what you thought! See you next time!