Thank you again for your patience, I know it's been a long time since I uploaded the last chapter. I hope you enjoy chapter seven!
"It's all so magical," Kurt sighed.
They were sitting on top of a Chinese palace, watching over the Chinese New Year celebrations below. Fireworks were exploding around them and there were lanterns everywhere.
"Yeah, it really is," Blaine smiled, staring at Kurt.
Kurt looked at him for a moment before glancing down at the huge dragon that was walking amongst the crowd, "It's a shame Jeff had to miss this…"
"Nah, he doesn't really like fireworks," Blaine said, oblivious to the carpet's frantic gestures, "I remember this one time in Lima when-" He gasped, putting his hand over his mouth, "I mean…uh…oh no…"
"You are the boy from the market, I knew it!" Kurt said, folding his arms, "Why would you lie to me?"
"Kurt, I'm sorry!"
"Do you think I'm an idiot? I never forget an outfit!" Kurt turned away.
"No! No, I just…I hoped you wouldn't…"
Kurt turned back to face him, his blue eyes looking fierce, "Who are you?"
"I…uh…the truth is…I sometimes dress up as a commoner to…to escape the pressures of palace life…" Blaine ignored the carpet's exasperated movements, "But I really am a prince!"
The Prince's expression relaxed, "Why didn't you just tell me? I can understand that…"
Blaine slid a bit closer, "Well, you know how it is, I had a reputation to uphold and it…it sounds a bit weird, right? Royalty going out into the city."
Kurt blushed and rested his head tentatively on Blaine's shoulder, "Not that weird."
Blaine smiled and rested his own head on top of Kurt's, trying to ignore his accelerating heartbeat. Maybe things would work out after all.
It was the early hours of the morning by the time the carpet arrived back at Kurt's palace. Blaine helped him off, before swooping below the balcony, in case anyone was looking.
"Goodnight," Kurt whispered dreamily, his blue eyes content.
"Sleep well," Blaine replied.
Their heads were moving together slowly, almost uncontrollably. The carpet obviously felt it wasn't fast enough and lifted slightly so their lips melt. Blaine felt as though he was back at the Chinese palace, and the fireworks were still going off. It was better than anything he'd ever experienced and he was still dazed as the Prince walked away into his royal chambers, glancing back as he did, with that beautiful smile playing on his lips.
"Wow…" Blaine sighed, falling backwards onto the carpet and allowing it to drift slowly to the ground, "For the first time in my life, things are starting to work out…"
"Not for long!" A deep voice yelled from somewhere above him. Blaine had a quick impression of Karofsky's face before he was pulled from the carpet and thrown to the ground. One of the guards tied some cloth around his mouth and another shackled his hands and feet. In the distance, he could see Jeff trapped in a net that was dangling from a tree branch. The carpet was being tied around the tree as he watched.
Blaine flinched as two feet suddenly appeared in front of him, and looked up slowly to see Sue Sylvester grinning menancingly above him.
"It would seem you've worn out your welcome, Prince Blake," She smirked and turned away, ignoring Blaine's muffled protests, "Make sure he's never found."
Something hard hit the back of Blaine's head and everything went black.
"Blaine? BLAINE? Wake up, buddy, come on!"
Blaine opened his eyes to see Jeff standing over him, looking worried. The genie was standing next to him, also looking concerned.
Blaine rolled over and retched, bringing up sea water. When it had all been brought up, he rolled back onto his back and groaned, "What happened?"
"It was the guards, they caught you on the palace grounds and threw you into the sea. I'm guessing Sue Sylvester wanted you out of the way for some reason. Anyway, Nick saved you and brought you back here."
Nick nodded, "You really scared me, Blaine. I'm glad you're okay."
"Thanks Nick." Blaine sat up and immediately felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, "Ouch." He withdrew his hand and found blood smeared across his palm, "These guys mean business."
Nick nodded, "It seems to me that Sue Sylvester is much more evil than we first thought. She seems to be concocting some kind of plan to take over Lima but we're not sure how she's going to do it yet…"
"That means Kurt's in danger!" Blaine stood up, ignoring the throbbing pain in his head, "We've got to get back to the palace!"
Kurt was sitting in front of his dressing table, carefully applying gel to his hair and humming happily to himself. He kept having flashbacks of last night and smiling to himself. It had been perfect, and so was Prince Blaine.
"Kurt?" His father's voice called from the doorway of his room.
Kurt turned and smiled, putting the lid back on his pot of gel, "Dad, I just had the most amazing night. I'm so happy!" He rushed towards his father but stopped in his tracks when he saw who was standing behind him.
"You should be extremely happy, Kurt. I have chosen a suitable wife for you at last."
"You will wed Sue."
Kurt gasped and backed away, shaking his head.
"You're speechless, I see," Sue smiled, taking Kurt's hand, "I'll take that as a good sign."
"I refuse to marry you!" Kurt snatched his hand away, "Dad, I choose Prince Blaine! He's the one I want to marry!"
"Prince Blaine has left us, your Majesty."
"You'd better check that again, Sue," Blaine said as he appeared from a shadowy doorway.
"Prince Blaine!" Kurt cried as Sue gasped, inwardly cursing the ineptness of the palace guards.
"Why don't you tell them the truth, Sue?" Blaine demanded, striding towards them, "Tell them how you tried to have me killed!"
"Well, this is absurd, your Highness. He's obviously lying," Sue pushed her cane closer towards Burt, letting the ring's power influence his senses even more.
"Obviously…lying…" The Sultan repeated.
"Dad, what's wrong with you?" Kurt grabbed his Dad's shoulders.
"I'll tell you what's wrong!" Blaine grabbed the cane from Sue's hands and smashed it on the floor, sending small pieces flying across the marble floor. He quickly picked up the ring before Sue could, "She's been controlling him with this!"
Burt blinked slowly and took the ring from Blaine, "What? Sue, is this true?! You traitor!"
Sue backed away from them, chuckling, "Your Majesty, all this can be explained…"
"Guards! Seize her! Seize her at once!"
Sue looked down just in time to see the lamp still dangling from Blaine's belt and lunged towards it. However, the guards grabbed her and started dragging her away before she could reach it.
"This isn't over yet, boy!" She screeched, before pulling a small vial of black liquid out and throwing it on the floor. There was a huge explosion and she was gone, leaving black smoke everywhere.
"Find her!" The Sultan cried, "Search the whole kingdom if you have to!"
"Kurt?" Blaine pulled the Prince to his feet, "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine," Kurt smiled and took both of Blaine's hands, "I'm just glad you're okay."
Burt bustled around them, ranting, "My most trusted grand vizier, I can't believe this! And now I'm still left with the issue of who you're going to marry, Kurt. This is all just highly disturbing and you know I shouldn't be put under stress with my heart and-"
He wheeled around to see Blaine and Kurt, still standing hand in hand and gazing into each others' eyes.
"But what's this? Have you finally found a w…partner, Kurt?"
Kurt nodded, still staring into Blaine's eyes with a huge smile on his face.
"Well, thank God for that! This is wonderful news!" He bustled over and started wringing Blaine's hand, "I knew you'd be the one for my son and this is just delightful! I could kiss you! But I'll let my son take care of that, shall I? You shall be married at once and then you, Prince Blaine, will be a Sultan!"
"Sultan?" Blaine echoed.
"Yes, of course! Now, let's see, there's the caterers to organise and your suit must be made and then there's a band and maybe I could persuade…" His voice faded as he turned the corner.
"Sultan." Blaine repeated.
"That's alright, isn't it?" Kurt squeezed his hands, still smiling, "We'll have joint power, I think but we'll have to consult the law books because I don't think there's ever been a marriage between two…" He smiled even wider, "You're a natural, don't even worry about it. And surely you've had experience of leading, being a Prince and all. Oh, this is going to be perfect! I'll just go and tell my Dad all my ideas about our wedding clothes!" And he was gone before Blaine could say anything.
"…Being a Prince and all." He muttered, "Except I'm not."