King Burt returned to the palace with grave news. Prince Kurt was eager to her the news and walked swiftly down the corridor to meet his father.

" Father, I trust your trip was well?" he asked, searching his father's face for a glimpse of a smile or some emotion, Burt was avoiding eye contact and his eyes narrowed in response.

" Kurt, I'm afraid I have some grave news." Burt's face drew up as if he were in pain and he looked up, Kurt gasped at the pain he saw in his father's eyes. It wasn't good news it seemed.

" Father, what's wrong?" Kurt placed his hand on his father's arm.

Burt turned to walk into the throne room where Carole was seated and took his place beside her. Kurt followed with a puzzled look, brows creased with worry. He shared a look with Carole, her face was a cross of excitement, at seeing Burt safe and sound and, confusion at the obvious tension.

" Kurt, it seems that we have angered the God of Love Venus, and you have been sentenced to marry a horrible monster as penance."

Kurt's whole face dropped, " what?" he thought to himself, he knew nothing good could come of everyone worshipping him. He said nothing, only nodded and looked straight ahead of him not meeting any eyes, he was afraid of shedding tears.

" When will it be here for me," He choked out around the lump in his throat. Burt looked at him pity and regret on his face.

" You are to be wed, the day after the morrow, according to the Oracle." Burt looked at his son, " We must prepare immediately."

Again, Kurt said nothing, He had always prayed and offered sacrifices to Venus, as well as Aphrodite, he didn't understand why this was happening but if it was going to save his kingdom, and most of all his father he would except his fate with the bravery a prince should have.

" I will carry out my duty to our kingdom and accept my fate," He steeled his facial features, and squared his shoulders, jaw and his eyes turned a cool grey. He was the picture of composure. Carole rose from her seat and came to embrace him, he hugged her back with everything he had."I'd like to take some time to myself, if that's alright,"He turned then without another word and walked to his sleeping chambers.

There, behind closed doors he collapsed, face down to the tiles, crying for so many things, his lost family, a true love that he'd never find, his mother who he missed dearly, for his nephews or nieces that he would never meet. His heart ached and yet, he never once cried for his own fate.

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Blaine was going to see his cousin, Pythia, also known as the Oracle. He had just raised his fist to pound on the door, when it swung open. Santana looked him up and down.
"Well, cousin, are you going to stand there, or are you going to come inside?" Santana raised her eyebrow.

" You know I've missed you believe or not" Blaine beamed at her. She winked and stepped aside for him to enter.

They entered the foyer, and Blaine stopped to appraise his cousin, her dark hair was swept over her shoulder into a long raven colored braid, and her gown was a soft cream bleeding into a stark blood red. He nodded to himself, the dress a representation of Santana herself.

" So cousin, I know, and you know this isn't a social visit," she smirked at him.

"What could the Love doctor want from little ol' me ?" Blaine chuckled a little and began to speak," I need you to deliver a message for me, in a couple of hours' time there will be a king at the temple of Venus and he will inquire what he has done to anger the gods, I need you to tell him that his son will be take as penance for his other worldly beauty, and insolence to the god Venus ." Blaine rushed in one breath.

Santana looked at him for a minute, and then laughed.
" Well, well, well, what have you gotten yourself into Blaine?" She looked downright intrigued.

"Oh, come now Santana, we don't have time-" she interrupted.

"If I'm going to busting my ass for you Cup' you're telling me what in the name of Hades is going on." she folded her arms and glared at Blaine. Blaine knew his cousin and began to explain his plan. When he was finished she looked shocked.

" You love a mortal?", she shook her head, " of course the one with the power to have anyone chooses a mere mortal to give his affection to." she mumbled loud enough for Blaine to hear, he chose to ignore her. She turned to him.

"Look, I'll help you but I need a favor also," She look away and bit her lip. Blaine tried to meet her eyes, but after a moment just stared at her.
"Sure, I'll help you San," he replied softly. She looked up and almost whispered,

" Will you look into a connection between Myself and Brittany?" She sounded dejected and sad as she murmured as if he'd rebuff her. He just smiled and pulled out a slip of parchment and showed her, she read it an instantly perked up.

" Oh," she looked close to tears. " Really Cup'?" she didn't seem to believe it.

" Yes, she's yours and always will be." He beamed, she leapt into his arms .

Then she pulled back , fixed her robes and grabbed her tunic, put on her halo that was made of golden olive branches and turned for the door. She stopped before she got all the way there, turned around and looked at Blaine,

"Well, I have a message to deliver and you my dear cousin, have a marriage to arrange for , I've seen it, you'll be happy but there will be sadness, prepare yourself." and with that she left Blaine standing in the corridor.

" what did she mean ?" he thought to himself, he shrugged and turned to leave. A small part of him still contemplating the echoing warning in her words.

"There will be sadness, prepare yourself."