|By the Light of the Moon
Author: broadwaystar01 PM
In the kingdom of Lima, lived Prince Blaine, who dreamed of finding a life other than his destined throne and arranged marriage. In the mermaid city of Columbus, lived Princess Rachel, who longed to break free of her underwater bonds and learn more about her past. When fate brings them face to face, an undiscovered truth is revealed. Blainchel AU based off The Little Mermaid.Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Fantasy - Blaine A. & Rachel B. - Chapters: 15 - Words: 51,901 - Reviews: 25 - Favs: 25 - Follows: 41 - Updated: 11-24-12 - Published: 07-08-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8300485
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AN: Hey guys! Thanks for all the positive reviews on the Prologue. I'm on vacation right now, and will remain on vacation for the next few weeks, so writing is going to be a little difficult, however, I'm writing the best that I can in the little time that I have been given.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the glee characters
The light of the sun looks faint, yet stunning through the crystal blue ocean. The water makes the light shimmer against the bright golden castle in the kingdom of Columbus. All of the sea creatures are rubbing their eyes as they awaken to a beautiful new day. The mer-people are rising out of their homes and greeting each other happily. In the city of Columbus, there is nothing but pure peace and joy. Everyone follows their duty and puts the kingdom before themselves. A good city is also ruled by good kings. King Hiram and King Leroy have ruled Columbus peacefully for 27 years. There is not one mer-person who couldn't be happier.
Within the castle walls are the 9 children of Leroy and Hiram. We begin with the eldest daughter, Rebecca. A child of 20 years of age. She is responsible and just to her family and to her people. Next are Rayna and Ryan, the twins of 19 years of age. Both of them are high strung and obsessed with finding that special someone to settle down with. Then we get to Ray, a son of 18 years. Ray is very calm, he doesn't get excited about many things and he only wants things to be the same every day. Next is Regina, a daughter of 16 years. Regina is the prize of the family, blessed with a gorgeous face and body and adored by most men in the kingdom. Follow Regina; there is Reece, one of the youngest brothers, only 15 years of age. Reece is extremely athletic and strives to win a game, and he is also known as the champion of the Columbus games since he was a child. Just one year younger than Reece, is the 14-year-old princess, Ronnie. Ronnie is very intelligent and sweet. There is not one book in the entire castle that Ronnie has not read. Lastly, there is the youngest son of Hiram and Leroy, little Riley of 9 years. He is the shiest of them all, very timid and scared of many things. It takes most of his siblings to ever calm him down when he is most afraid.
On a regular morning in the castle, each of the children wake up, get dressed and come down to the dining hall where Hiram, Leroy and grandmother Shelby are all awaiting their arrival so they may eat breakfast. And so, the routine of the day begins.
Each of the princes and princesses came down in order by age and greeted their fathers and grandmother, and took a seat at the table beside one another.
"Good morning my children," Hiram announced.
"Good morning father," they all said in unison.
"Good morning," Leroy said sweetly.
"Good morning papa," they said again.
"And don't forget to say good morning to your loving grandmother," Hiram said, gesturing to Shelby.
"Good morning grandmother," they said, smiling this time and waving towards her, Rebecca patting her on the shoulder.
"Now, we may all begin our breakfast!" Leroy cheered.
Hiram placed an arm in front of Leroy as he looked at the empty chair at the table.
"Rebecca, Rayna, Regina," Hiram called to them.
"Yes father?" they all responded.
"Where is your sister, Rachel?" Leroy asked.
"I'M HERE!" a voice called out.
Rachel came rushing through the halls and panted as she finally reached the dining hall.
"Ah, Rachel!" Leroy said happily.
"Good morning papa," Rachel smiled.
"You're late again, my dear," Hiram said sternly.
"I'm sorry father," she said, "I had the most wonderful dream last night and I couldn't bare to wake up and ruin it."
"No matter, be sure it doesn't happen again," Hiram said.
Rachel hung her head low, respectfully as she sat next to Rayna and Regina.
Rachel is of 17 years and she is possibly one of the most out of the ordinary princesses the kingdom has ever seen. Rachel refuses to conform to society like everyone else has chosen so, in fact, Rachel would rather live outside of the box, rather than not even touching the edges, as her family does so well.
"So what was this dream about?" Shelby asked.
"I am so glad you asked, grandmother, because I thought you would like it," Rachel said excitedly, "I was swimming about in the kelp fields, like I would normally do on a relaxing day, when suddenly, I saw a twinkle from above the shore, so I quickly swam above, and-."
"You are not permitted to go above the surface and you know that," Leroy said strictly.
"Oh calm down, my son," Shelby said sweetly, "It was only a dream."
"Yes, simply a dream," Rachel said.
"Well don't let those dreams get into your head, young lady," Hiram said, "We all know the rules, don't we children."
And everyone, including Rachel, recited these words, "It is strictly forbidden for any of the mer-folk to travel above the comfort and warmth of the sea. Anyone who goes above the surface is in direct violation of the rules."
"That's right," the kings said together.
After a few moments of silence while the royal family ate their food, one of the guards came inside the dining hall and went to the kings.
"Your majesties," he said, "Sebastian Smythe is waiting outside the castle."
Rachel's eyes widened and she wiped her mouth with her napkin before bursting out of her seat.
"May I be excused?" she asked, waving her hand up.
Hiram and Leroy exchanged a look of concern, and then they both nodded. Rachel smiled and kissed her father's cheeks before rushing out the door.
"God, if she marries Sebastian before me, I'm going to die!" Rayna cried.
"What's so bad about Sebastian?" Regina asked, "I think he's cute."
"Oh come now," Rebecca scoffed, "We all know that Rachel and Sebastian have been best friends since they were guppies."
"Also, I predict Rachel will be the last of us to get married anyway," Ray said, "She doesn't seem like 'wife material' just yet."
"Besides, she still has to beat me at the Columbus games this year before she does anything!" Reece said excitedly.
"When Rachel turns 18, we will have to start looking for a suitor for her," Leroy said, "We're almost done finding one for Rebecca."
"I wonder how that's going to sit with Rachel," Rayna whispered to Rebecca.
"I know," Rebecca said, sadly, "She hates the idea of arranged marriages more than anything."
Sebastian Smythe was waiting outside the castle walls like a shy little commoner. He was a commoner, but he wasn't regularly shy. He and Rachel had been best friends since they were little, and had shared basically anything and everything with each other. There wasn't one thing they didn't know about each other.
The royal guard came forward to Sebastian, "The Kings send Princess Rachel out, and she will be here shortly-."
"SEBASTIAN!" Rachel screamed, bolting as fast as she could, reaching her arms out toward him.
They collided and hit the sand with a thud and both started laughing.
"Good morning to you too," he laughed.
"Sebastian! I made the greatest discovery last night!" she said happily clapping her hands.
"You're really a barracuda trapped in a mermaid's body and you've come to destroy the city to find the gold and take it to your shark overlord!" Sebastian said excitedly.
"No," Rachel glared at him, "Why do you always guess that?"
"I don't know," he shrugged, getting up off the sand and brushing it off his tail, "What discovery did you make last night?"
"Well, it was in the middle of the night, and I couldn't sleep, so I snuck out my window-."
"Of course you did," he chuckled.
"Are you gonna let me finish or not?" she asked, crossing her arms.
"Sorry," he said, "Continue."
"And I went to the kelp fields, just to wonder around, and then I saw this bright shimmer," she said wondrously, "So I swam to the surface and-."
"You went to the surface again!" Sebastian yelled.
"SHHH!" Rachel hushed, throwing her hand over his mouth, "Do you know what would happen to me if my dads knew that I've been going to the surface? DANGER! I'd get shish-ka-bobbed and served for dinner!"
"All right! All right!" he muffled under Rachel's hand.
Rachel removed her hand from his mouth and dragged him away towards the kelp fields.
"So what happened when you…" he lowered his voice to a whisper, "surfaced?"
"I found this," she said, holding out a small moon necklace, "It was on this rock by Emma's cove."
"Emma's?" Sebastian whispered, "First, you're surfacing, next, you're going to The Sea Witch without permission? You're dads would leave you on a fish hook for the sharks, let alone shish-ka-bob you."
"I know," she said, and then sighed, throwing her hands up, "Nobody else gets treated this way! All of my siblings get to be free and surface and visit Emma. Even Riley gets to go, and he's only nine years old! Is there something wrong with me?"
"Your ambition to be out of the sea is a little higher than most of us here," Sebastian said.
"Higher?" Rachel asked.
"Well… yeah," he shrugged, "You constantly talk about what life above the surface would be like for you. It's a little strange."
"You call it strange?" she scoffed, "You talk about it just as much as I do!"
"Not true!" he yelled.
"Is too!" Rachel argued.
"Okay, okay," he said quietly, "Maybe I do talk about surfacing a lot, but I have a good reason to do so."
"I'm jazzed to hear what it is," she said sarcastically."
Sebastian paused for a moment and took a deep breath before speaking, "I'm in love."
"IN LOVE?" Rachel cried.
"SHHH!" Sebastian said, covering her mouth, "Yes… I am in love with a human. She thinks I'm human as well."
"How?" Rachel asked, pushing Sebastian's hand off her mouth, "Nobody in Columbus has ever made contact with a human… EVER!"
"Well… you see that's the funny part," he said.
"When you say funny… it's never funny," Rachel said sternly, crossing her arms, "Explain."
"I was swimming along the surface edge- I DIDN'T GO ABOVE- but I was swimming around."
"And I found this message in a bottle so I took it out and I read it, it was a note. From a maid in the palace household in the kingdom of Lima."
"The land above."
"So I wanted to write back to her, so I took a seashell and I wrote a message on it for her, I didn't tell her about Columbus, but I told her I was a human. We've been writing to each other ever since."
Rachel's eyes widened for a moment, then she took a deep breath, "You realize this makes you much worse than me."
"How?" he asked.
"Easy," she said, "I'm NOT in love with a human."
PRINCE BLAINE ANNOUNCES HIS ENGAGEMENT TO PRINCESS QUINN
The headlines of the posters all over the kingdom of Lima set the city a buzz. For years, Lima has at war with Westerville and so this marriage meant that they're kingdoms would be joined together forever and be free from destruction.
Cheers were ringing through the villages, festivals were breaking out everyday and all night long, and every single person in the town knew that all was going to be peaceful again.
Santana Lopez rose early, before the music began to play, in the morning and began making her way towards the royal palace. In her basket, she held clean white sheets and in the basket on her other arm, she held various fruits that she had gotten from the fruit stand.
Once she reached the palace, she walked up the many steps to the Prince's quarters and knocked on the large and decorative doors.
"Who is it?" the prince called.
"Santana," she said in her thick Spanish accent.
The Prince withdrew from his balcony and walked to the door, opening it and smiling brightly at his maid service, and friend.
"Santana! How are you my dear?" Blaine said happily.
"Just fine," she said, bowing her head, "Did you sleep well, your majesty?"
"I did," he replied, gesturing her inside.
Santana walked into the room and took the old sheets off of Blaine's bed, replacing them with the new ones in her basket.
"I say, congratulations are in order, my lord," she said, "The whole entire kingdom is very excited about your engagement to Princess Quinn."
"Oh, yes. Quinn," he sighed, standing still and facing towards the window.
"Is she a respectable princess?" she asked.
"I would say so," he said, "I have only known her since last month."
Santana's eyes widened, then she quickly returned to her work. "How did this engagement come along? If you have not known her that long."
"Captain Finn, of Westerville, made the offer of a marriage," he said, sternly, "He said if I do not marry Princess Quinn, there will be more war."
"So you are marrying her-."
"To protect the kingdom," he said proudly.
She nodded, taking the jacket from his closet and placing it on him, brushing off the shoulders.
"Do you not wish to marry for love?" she asked.
"I do," he said, "I suppose I will grow to love her, even if it's not exactly how I hoped to marry."
"There aren't very many ladies to marry besides the Princess, your majesty," she said, "And you do need a queen to rule beside you once you become king."
"Yes, I suppose," he said quietly.
The Prince was distant. He was staring out into the sea, the sun just rising over the waters and there was hardly a cloud in the bright blue sky. Santana noticed the look on his face as he looked at the blue ocean.
"Did you hear it?" she asked, "The maiden's voice?"
Blaine took a sigh and nodded, "I've heard it every night for the past 5 years… it's beautiful and sweet. It sounds like a small chime or a bell and it's… it's as mysterious as the ocean itself."
"If you knew who the voice was-."
"I'd seriously consider her for marriage," he said persistently, "A voice like that belongs to a beautiful girl with a caring hard, and smart mind, and full a wit. I just know it. But as far as you or anyone else who knows about this is concerned, this voice is just a made up fantasy in my head."
"Nobody but you can hear it, my prince," she said, "but you seem quite smitten with this maiden."
"A maiden? Aren't you getting married?" a man's voice came from the door.
Cooper Anderson walked into Blaine's room and stood beside him, wrapping his arm around him, "I would never consider you one of those men, squirt."
"Don't call me squirt," Blaine groaned, rolling his eyes and moving himself from his brother, "I'm going to be your king soon enough."
"That's only because I turned it down," he sassed, then turning to Santana, "Good Morning Santana."
"Good Morning Prince Cooper," she said, bowing her head and returning to her work.
"Why did you turn down the throne anyway?" Blaine asked Cooper, "I thought this would be the perfect way to get everyone's attention on you."
"Eh, I'm not one for politics," he shrugged, "Besides, I'm going places, squirt."
"Again, don't call me squ-."
"I'm going to travel the world," he said, throwing his hand in the air and walking around the room, "Places even outside of the entire country! Places nobody here has ever seen before! Blaine, I'm taking up stage acting and I'm going to perform for millions of people. Maybe settle down later, find a nice maiden who can sing and have a few talented kids who will follow me in my legacy."
"You have a very well thought out plan there, Coop," Blaine sighed.
"I know!" Cooper said excitedly, "and meanwhile, you're going to stay in Lima and rule a bunch of peasants, stuck in a castle with your nagging wife queen."
"Quinn is not nagging," Blaine argued, although he wasn't quite sure if this was a true statement or not.
"My princes," the butler announced, "I hate to interrupt, but the Princess and Captain Finn have arrived and she insists that you tend to her immediately, she also sends a messages that she knows you're here and to not pretend that you aren't."
Blaine rolled his eyes at Cooper, "She's just persistent."
"Good luck!" Cooper called as Blaine left the room, then turned to Santana, "He's going to need it."
"Most definitely," she agreed.
Captain Finn and Princess Quinn were waiting in the throne room of the castle. The large room was silent, Captain Finn holding onto his sword, ready to protect his princess from danger.
"Where is he?" Quinn asked impatiently.
"He must be on his way now, my princess," he said.
"Why does he insist on keeping me waiting!" she yelled, "I do NOT like to be kept waiting!"
"We must keep a positive attitude, your highness," Finn said calmly, "He is your future husband after all. You may not have another choice."
"This is most outrageously unfair," she pouted, crossing her arms, "I should be free to choose who I marry. These rules should have been dead long ago."
"Would you rather both our kingdoms go to war?" he asked.
Quinn sighed and uncrossed her arms, straightening out her dress and her bright diamond tiara.
"It's not like I don't love a man in Lima," she said quietly.
"That is true," Finn nodded, "However, Lord Samuel Evans is not fit to help rule Westerville, if that is what you choose. He is no Prince Anderson. Blaine is a fine ruler and will be a respectful king. I find you will like it here more than at home."
Quinn scoffed and opened her mouth to retaliate, but she could hear the footsteps walking down the grand staircase, and Blaine came into view.
"Ah," he said happily, "My Princess, how are you, darling?"
"Quite fine," she said, holding out her gloved hand, "I do wish you wouldn't have kept me waiting."
"My apologies Quinn, my brother came to visit today before he leaves on his world journey," he said with a smile and kissed her hand.
"A journey?" Quinn asked, intrigued, "How interesting."
"It is, isn't it?" he said, "Captain Finn, good to see you."
"And you, your majesty," Finn said with a bow.
Blaine stepped beside Quinn and wrapped an arm around her waist, holding her securely and taking her arm closest to him with his other hand.
"Our constructers have taken quite some time to build our wedding chambers," he said delightfully, "I think you would like it."
"Oh?" Quinn asked, "Then I would be most delighted to see it. Come along, Captain Finn."
Finn nodded and followed them as Blaine led them up the stairs to the giant bedroom on the other side of the castle, overlooking the town, rather than the ocean. When they stepped in, Quinn saw nothing but blue. The hinges were painted blue on the walls and the bed spread along with the post was blue as well, and the post had drawings of dolphins and ocean creatures.
"It… It's blue," Quinn said, shockingly.
"Yes!" Blaine said happily, "Do you like it?"
"I wanted it to be green!" Quinn stomped.
"The builders never got a specific preference from you," Blaine said shyly.
Quinn sighed and threw her hands to her side, walking towards her prince and placing her hands on either side of his body, "I wanted the room to match our eyes. The green in mine, plus the green that pops out in your hazel color. Wouldn't that be lovely?"
"I suppose so," Blaine said.
"And let there be flowers, instead of ocean creatures!" she said, spinning around the room, "Let the room smell like roses and the archway to the balcony covered with vines and dozens of flowers! So then all of the kingdom may see us from our view!"
"They will have to redo the whole room," Blaine said, "Are you sure you don't want just the color changed? They can do that quickly."
"No!" Quinn insisted, "I want all of those thing and I want them immediately!"
The temper of the princess scared the prince. He wasn't ready to be married at all, let alone to someone who had such a short temper. He imagined all of the kingdom being at complete ciaos because he wouldn't be able to control her anger, and all of sudden every inch of the kingdom would have gone as insane as she was. Then their children would be screaming and crying all the time. All of these things scared Blaine more than ever, and he found himself that kind of mood for the rest of the day. Once Quinn had returned to her chambers on the other end of the castle, Blaine fell onto his bed in his own chambers and groaned.
There was a knock on the door, and Blaine didn't bother to get up to open it.
"The door is open!" he yelled.
The door opened with a crack and Lord Samuel Evans stepped into the room, "Blaine, how did everything go with the princess today?"
"Terribly, I'm afraid, Sam," he groaned again, sitting up to talk to his friend.
"What happened?" he asked, sitting beside him.
"I showed her our bedroom for after we're married and her head almost popped out of her shoulders," Blaine said with a sigh, "She's very ill tempered and devious and she always has to get her way. She also doesn't really consider the kingdom's feelings which makes me question how she'll rule the kingdom, not to mention the children will be very whiny and nagging like spoiled brats-."
"I understand," Sam said, holding up his hand to halt him, then he stood up and headed for the door, "Do you ever consider how lucky you are? To have a girl as beautiful and as comforting as Quinn?"
With that, Sam ended his quick visit, and Blaine couldn't help but wonder if either Blaine was misjudged Quinn, or if Sam was in love with her himself.
He shook his head and decided to let it go. Everything will solve itself eventually, if fate was ever so kind to him.
Blaine washed his face, dressed into his sleepwear and headed off to bed as the moon began to rise over the ocean. The blue light was reflected beautifully off the ripples of the waves. This was his home and he couldn't be happier about it. Then that sweet voice came along. It rung in his ear like that chime he was so familiar with. The voice was as clear as the crystal blue waters of the sea and it was soft like a small feather floating on the water. He did not know where this voice came from, but it came every night, and Blaine waited on his balcony just to hear it. After his long and stressful day, this was exactly what he needed, and his heart soared and he was happy.
With that, Blaine smiled, and slept peacefully through the night.