Blaine Anderson was almost two and a half old when his parents, the king and Queen of the land of the Singing Mountains signed a contract treaty with the King and Queen of the land of the sighing Forest. This treaty was simple, the King and Queen of the Sighing Forest were expecting a baby, predicted to be a girl, and so to join to lands in peace both sides agreed that the first born of Burt and Elizabeth Hummel would be wed to the first born of Madison and James Anderson, which would be Blaine. Blaine was a cute happy child with a mop of dark curls a top of his head, he loved to run and play, always the life of the palace.

When he heard that his mother and father had chosen him a bride he was confused at first being so young, but the way they explained it made it sound like he would just be getting a new play mate and a good friend that he could love when he was older. This didn't sound like a bad thing at all to Blaine and so he went on his merry way with life.

However when Blaine's intended princess was born to be instead a prince It started a bit of a stir, they couldn't call off the treaty the lands needed this and Elizabeth was told that she wouldn't be having any more children. The Andersons didn't like much I idea of their son marring another man, but this was not something to be called off and they supposed that he could always take a mistress and just be married for the sake of the treaty.

The boy that was born to Burt and Elizabeth Hummel was given the name of Kurt, he was fair skinned with the brightest blue eyes ever seen in all of the land. His soft light brown hair was so touchable it was hard not to run your fingers through it.

Elizabeth worried for her son's future, he was so kind and happy and she never wanted anything to change that, but they could not go back on the treaty. She just hoped that Blaine was as kind as her little angel and would never hurt him.

All was going well, the two boys knew of each other but had never meet, however both were growing up to be healthy and happy. That was until one day when Kurt lost his mother to an illness that could not be cured. He lost some of his happiness that day like he had lost some of himself. Kurt was only eight years old when his mother passed and it made it so that he had to grow up faster than anyone would want for such a young child.

However life keeps going, children grow up and people move on, Burt Hummel found a new Queen some years later and Kurt had gained a step-brother. Kurt was now a young man, he had a week until his eighteenth birthday and he was starting to freak out. He had one week of freedom before he was to be sent off and made to become the property of a man he had never meet. He understood that it was selfish to try and stop what was to happen, after all this was for the sake of his people, the land he was born to, Kurt knew he had a duty to fulfil.

But that didn't mean that he had to like it, as he walked through the forest that his land was named for he listened for the sounds that the old trees would make, he had done this all his life, sometimes even singing along with them. They were named as the sighing trees but to Kurt it was music and he could hear a song not just sighs. But now as he walked through the dense woodland he did not just listen and sing along, he tried his hardest to commit the sound of the trees, their song and his homeland to his memory. He was going to miss this place.

Blaine, now almost twenty-one years of age, had found the news that his intended was born male very exciting indeed as it was the fact that he would have to spend his life with a female that was worrying him. You see Blaine had worked out that he really didn't, no couldn't, find females attractive at all, however males he found to be very fascinating creatures that he could happily watch all day.

Blaine would never let himself get attached to any of them of course, in fact he never even spoke to any of them unless he had to, he would not set himself up for heart break and he would not take a man to bed that was not his husband once he was married. So he just watched and wondered what his husband-to-be looked like. He was told that his mother was very beautiful and that he was rumoured to take after her, Blaine very much hoped so, not that he was shallow but he didn't know the man he was intended to take as his husband so he hoped that at least if they didn't get along he would have something pleasing to look at. Blaine sighed and walked out to his balcony trying to think of what he could do to make his intended want to stay with him. He let these thoughts consume him as he gazed at the moon.

Kurt looked down at his home land from the balcony that was attached to his bedroom, he watched as the river ran through the heart of the town, how the moon, almost full, gave a soft lighting that made the peaceful hills and forest, the fields and town look enchanting. Then as the tears started to fall he moved back into his room and lay on his bed leaving the doors open to fall asleep to the quiet noise of his home for the last time.

When morning came Kurt was woken early to get dressed in his best clothes and riding cape, today was the day that he would set off on the two day long journey to the land of the Singing Mountains. As he looked around is room for the last time and shut the doors to the noise of the town waking up he felt the want to cry again, but he wouldn't let his father see him like this. His father was good to him and Kurt loved him with all his heart and he knew that it would hurt him dearly if he had to watch his son cry over something that could not be changed.

As Kurt climbed into the white carriage that would take him to his fate he looked back at the forest and felt the tears threaten to fall again, but he refused to let them fall until he was out of sight of his father. Then they came full force, flooding his face as he sobbed quietly until they were no longer in his land and were moving through the rolling hills the divvied his land from the next. The only small thing that could be considered as compensation in this fate was that he would be wed to a man and not a girl, he didn't think he could face that. Sure he got along girls better than most men, but he just wasn't attracted to them. No; Kurt liked men, he liked them very much and he just hoped that whoever was waiting for him would be strong and handsome if nothing else. He didn't know if he could take it if this prince was not agreeable and unattractive. But what he really wanted was someone who would care for him.

Blaine was sat on the window seat in his room looking out of it as it was nearly time for Kurt to arrive, he had been waiting for this day for about years, since the day Kurt had been born. The moon was just starting to rise over the mountains that bordered his land and just as he was about to take a walk to calm his nerves he saw a carriage move into sight drawing ever closer, it was white and looked like something only royalty would own.

Blaine jumped up and walked to the front of the palace to wait for the carriage that he was sure was bringing his husband-to-be to him. He was dressed to impress and had tried to tame his hair, he wanted to make the best first impression he could.

Kurt was beyond nervous, he was here, there was no turning back - not that he planned to - but this was it! He took a deep breath and a hand instinctively went to his already perfect hair to fix it. Then smoothing out any wrinkles in his clothes he stepped out of his carriage when the door was open by his driver and into the moon light to meet his new life, holding his head high.

All thoughts of what Blaine had seen as beautiful left his head the second his eyes fell on Kurt, his hair fair and skin as pale and smooth as porcelain in the moon light. Kurt looked at him and Blaine forgot how his lungs worked, those eyes, he didn't think there was a colour anywhere in the rest of the world that could match them, or even try to come close.

Kurt blinked up at the man standing before him up the top of the steps in front of the big doors that opened into his new home. Blaine was handsome indeed, his hair dark as night, his skin had a slight coffee colour to it that went well with his stunning hazel eyes. Suddenly Prince Blaine, well Kurt certainly hoped it was the prince, started to move down the steps toward him.

Blaine had to be closer to this boy, he was so breath-taking, so he moved down to meet him holding out his hand and bowing slightly. "I'm Prince Blaine; it's an honour to finally meet you." Blaine said as he bowed to Kurt then took his hand and kissed the back of it softly. Kurt's hand was the softest thing Blaine had ever felt.

Kurt found his words trapped in his throat as Blaine kissed his hand, the lightest of touches but it still sparked something. "T-thank you." Kurt stuttered out and then remembering that he too was a well-educated prince he pulled back his hand and bowed to Blaine. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you as well." Kurt said his voice stronger this time.

Blaine could only blink, Kurt had a voice that could pass for fine music. "You must be tired after your long journey, please come inside and let me show you to your room." Blaine said moving back up the steps to the big doors. "Are you hungry at all?" he asked not wanting to show the most beautiful man he had ever seen bad hospitality.

Kurt followed and looked around as he was lead through the palace to his room, he heard Blaine's question like it was coming from far away and blinked himself out of his daze. "No, I'm fine thank you." He said still looking at the art on the walls. There was a portrait of Blaine when he was about ten years old. Kurt thought he looked rather cute.

Blaine looked back watching Kurt take in his surroundings, the way he moved was so fluid. Like he was a force of nature, wind or water perhaps, or something like that. Blaine found it hard to think when he looked directly at Kurt. It was like his brain forgot that he was educated and supposed to be articulate in these kinds of situations.

"Do you think your staff would mind terribly if I took a bath this late into the night?" Kurt asked as they rounded a corner that brought them to the end of the hall way. Blaine had to make his brain listen when he told it to stop thinking of Kurt naked and wet in the bath and smiled politely, "No, I'm sure they wouldn't, you have had a long journey and it would be good to relax and warm yourself." Blaine replied as he pushed open a heavy oak door.

"This will be your living courters for now." Blaine told Kurt as they stepped into a grandly decorated room that was a fairly big size and had well-made furniture. "For now?" Kurt asked as he looked around. "Well yes, of course once we are married we will both be moved to our joint chambers." Blaine said. Kurt's cheeks coloured slightly and he turned away from Blaine so that he wouldn't see it. "Oh yes, of course" was his answer.

"I know it must seem strange being in a new place so far away from your home land and being made to changed rooms twice in a short time, but don't worry once you become my Queen I'm sure you will settle in fine." Blaine said hoping to sooth Kurt's nerves but it was clear that he had said the wrong thing, not that he was sure what he could have said wrong. Kurt whipped around to face Blaine "Your Queen? I am not a girl." He said his voice changing into a slightly higher pitch but clearly angry.

Blaine was taken aback, "I-I never meant to imply that you were a girl. I was simply stating that once you become mine it will get easier." Blaine tried to explain. Kurt's face changed to a steely expression and he glared at Blaine, "Become yours? I am not a possession, or an object to be owned. Get out!" Kurt shouted pointing to the door. "Kurt I-" Blaine started holding up his hands a bit. "I said get out!" Kurt shouted again his glare as icy cold as the colour of his eyes.

Blaine dropped his hands and his face changed to something that was not quite anger but it still worried Kurt, he didn't like the way Blaine's warm eyes changed to an almost black colour and alarm bells started to sound in his mind. "Is this how you plan to talking to me when we are wed, do you expect me to put up with someone so difficult?" Blaine asked his voice so calm it was almost worse than if he were to shout, but it held an undercurrent to rage so clear that Kurt actually took a step back.

"Answer me." Blaine demanded when Kurt didn't say anything, Kurt swallowed and felt his own anger resurface, no one was going to talk to him like this. "I will be as 'difficult' as the situation calls for and if you do not wish to 'put up' with it, as you so elegantly put it, then you should try being less of an ass." Kurt said. Blaine closed his eyes and took a breath to try and calm himself, he didn't want to show this side of himself to Kurt, but Kurt was just pressing the right buttons.

"Oh trust me this is not me being an ass." Blaine said his voice the same but his hands were clenched into fist at his sides, he turned to leave before he said, or did, something he would regret. "Well if this is you being nice then I would hate to see you in full ass mode." Kurt said Blaine turned back around to face Kurt his hand on the doorknob, "What was that?" he asked his knuckles white around the handle.

"I said if this is you playing nice then I would hate to see you being an ass." Kurt said, he knew he was pushing his luck, but Blaine had started it and he wasn't just going to let this man walk all over him. Blaine let go on the door and slammed it shut, then walked up to Kurt. "So you like to push people do you? Well go on push me, see how far you can get before you regret it." Blaine said in a dark voice so close to Kurt that Kurt wanted to move away but he refused to back down. "What are you going to do, lock me up in the dungeon if I don't be a good little wifey?" Kurt challenged.

Blaine decided that if Kurt wanted to keep pushing then he was going to push back. "No princess I can do much, much worse than that." Blaine threatened then turned to walk away again before he did something he couldn't come back from. He got half way across the room when Kurt spoke again. "Stop referring to me as a girl." Kurt said his voice sounding hurt, but Blaine was too angry to care.

"Why you sound like one, look like one and you are most certainly acting like one." Blaine countered. Kurt's eyes widened and filled with tears. "Why did I ever think that this might work, you're just a neanderthal like the rest of them." Kurt said his tears spilling from his eyes to roll down his face in big, angry drops. Blaine's anger disappeared when he saw the tears on Kurt's face and heard the hurt in his voice, he made to walk towards him again. "Kurt I'm-" Blaine started his voice soft. "No, just leave me along, get out I don't want to see you, I don't want to see anyone." Kurt said turning away from Blaine and wiping at his tears sniffing loudly.

Blaine nodded once even though Kurt couldn't see it and walked out the room closing the door gently behind him with a sigh. The anger he had felt before towards Kurt now directed at himself. "How could I be so stupid?" Blaine scolded himself before stalking back to his own chambers and slamming the door.

The second Kurt heard Blaine close the door he flung himself on the bed and started to cry into his pillow, no not his, this wasn't his home and by the way things had turned out it never would be. Kurt cried until his head hurt and he had falling asleep.

Blaine stayed up late into the night pacing and worrying about how he could try and start over with Kurt when the morning came around, he fell into a somewhat restless sleep. He played the conversation over and over again in his head trying to see where he had gone so wrong, maybe he shouldn't have called Kurt a girl, but everything else he had said was true, Kurt would be his and he shouldn't expect Blaine to let Kurt act like that towards him.

Blaine came to the conclusion that he would just have to show Kurt that he was sorry and that they should just move on and then Kurt could learn how to be a good husband to Blaine, just like any Queen should be to her King. Blaine of course didn't expect Kurt to do it for nothing, he would be a god husband to Kurt as well, he would look after him and care for him, give him nice things and make sure that he would want for nothing.

Kurt awoke to the bright early morning sun shining in through his window as he had been too busy crying to draw the curtains the night before. He stretched and got out of bed frowning at how he had falling asleep in his clothes and missed his nightly skincare.

He sat at the vanity in his new room and looked at himself in the mirror running a brush through his hair as he replayed what had happened between Blaine and himself the night before, he couldn't get all the things Blaine had done to upset him out of his head.

First Blaine had called him a girl, then he had spoken about him like he was an object or some possession and then Kurt was sure that Blaine had threatened him, the words of last night still rung in Kurt's ears. 'No princess I can do much, much worse than that.' Kurt shook his head, maybe he was just overreacting. But then what was that wave of hot anger he felt coming from Blaine last night? Kurt didn't know what to think.

Kurt took a bath and then fixed his hair again and applied a little more cream to his face then normal to make up for the loss the previous night, after he had done that and made sure that his clothes were emasculate he let one of the staff lead him down to the dining hall.

Blaine had been waiting at the table for Kurt for more than half an hour now and his was starting to get annoyed with being kept waiting for so long. When Kurt finally walked into the room Blaine took a moment to look him up and down, he did look good, but Blaine as still angry for being kept waiting. "Do you normally show so late for breakfast?" he asked in a tone that showed his annoyance.

Kurt looked up when Blaine spoke and bit his tongue so that he didn't reply with a snappy comeback, he had to try and get along with this man or the rest of his life would be hell. "No not normally I felt the need to bathe before I left my chambers." Kurt replied sitting down delicately.

Blaine just nodded so that he wouldn't say anything about how if Kurt hadn't been so rude the night before than Blaine would have had a chance to call for the staff to make him a bath before bed. "Never mind you're here now, better late than never." He told Kurt instead.

Kurt had to bite his tongue again and just started to help himself to some bread. "I want to apologize for last night." Blaine said but his voice didn't sound like he meant it. Kurt nodded, "Yes I think we both acted rather unbecoming." Kurt agreed. Blaine nodded.

"Yes well I will excuse your rudeness and put it down to the long journey you had to go through to get here." Blaine said sipping his drink. Kurt's head snapped up, "My rudeness?" he asked not able to stop himself or the disbelieving tone of his voice this time. "Yes you were rather rude to me, you did throw me out your room." Blaine said like it should be obvious that Kurt had been out of line.

"And I wonder why I felt the need to do that." Kurt said sarcastically as he poured himself some tea. Blaine set his jaw, "What was that?" he asked Kurt. "I said I wonder why I felt the need to be away from you." Kurt said this time louder and in a more defiant tone.

Blaine griped the arms of his chair. "You were the one being difficult." Blaine said through clenched teeth, fighting the urge to get up and shout at Kurt. "How was I being difficult?" Kurt asked in a slightly higher voice and a scandalized look on his face.

"You started shouting at me and saying how I was an ass." Blaine said as he tighten his hold on the chair even more. "Then you shouldn't have done something to show that side of you so clearly." Kurt retorted food forgotten as he stared at Blaine.

Blaine had had it, he shot out of his chair and was standing over Kurt in seconds. "There you go again, acting all prissy." Blaine said his voice had a mean edge to it. Kurt refused to show that it worried him when Blaine advanced on him like he had and instead huffed a bit.

"At least I'm not self-absorbed and objectifying my future husband." Kurt spat back pushing his chair out so that he could get up and away if he had to. Blaine's eyes grow dark like they had the night before, that wave of anger appearing with the darkened colour and he slammed his hands down on both arms of Kurt's chair. "Don't push it princess or I'll show you how objectifying I can be." Blaine said in a dangerously low voice right in Kurt's now white face.

"G-get away from me." Kurt stammered in a weak voice he was trying his hardest to stop his body from trembling. Blaine gave him a cruel smirk and then leaned in closer. "Do I scare you princes?" he whispered in Kurt's ear and then stomped out the room, leaving Kurt pale and shaking.

A/N I don't normally ask for reviews but it would be good to know that you think of this one, I'm just trying it out so let me know if you like it so far. :)