Chapter three - Right Before Your Eyes

The Princess And The Pea

"There was once a prince, and he wanted a princess, but then she must be a real Princess. He travelled right around the world to find one, but there was always something wrong. There were plenty of princesses, but whether they were real princesses he had great difficulty in discovering; there was always something which was not quite right about them. So at last he had come home again, and he was very sad because he wanted a real princess so badly.

One evening there was a terrible storm; it thundered and lightninged and the rain poured down in torrents; indeed it was a fearful night.

In the middle of the storm somebody knocked at the town gate, and the old King himself sent to open it.

It was a princess who stood outside, but she was in a terrible state from the rain and the storm. The water streamed out of her hair and her clothes; it ran in at the top of her shoes and out at the heel, but she said that she was a real princess.

'Well we shall soon see if that is true,' thought the old Queen, but she said nothing. She went into the bedroom, took all the bed clothes off and laid a pea on the bedstead: then she took twenty mattresses and piled them on top of the pea, and then twenty feather beds on top of the mattresses. This was where the princess was to sleep that night. In the morning they asked her how she slept.

'Oh terribly bad!' said the princess. 'I have hardly closed my eyes the whole night! Heaven knows what was in the bed. I seemed to be lying upon some hard thing, and my whole body is black and blue this morning. It is terrible!'

They saw at once that she must be a real princess when she had felt the pea through twenty mattresses and twenty feather beds. Nobody but a real princess could have such a delicate skin.

So the prince took her to be his wife, for now he was sure that he had found a real princess, and the pea was put into the Museum, where it may still be seen if no one has stolen it.

Now this is a true story."

As Blaine's daddy was reading him this story, all the little boy could think about was Kurt. Kurt and his perfect hair, Kurt and his bright blue eyes, Kurt who was the most beautifullest boy Blaine had ever seen.

Blaine could remember when Kurt took him over to the art table and told him to draw something. He remembered thinking how he wanted to make something for his new best friend. Kurt was really kind to Blaine when he was crying and he was so glad it was Kurt that found him and not some girl. Kurt had the softest hands in the world Blaine was sure.

As Blaine was listening to the story he realised that stories always had princes and princesses in them, but never two princes fall in love. Little Blaine thought that this was stupid because boys could fall in love too! right? Blaine stared at the teddy Kurt gave to him and played with the teddies floppy ears as he thought about Kurt. He was pretty sure that he could love Kurt, so after the story Blaine decided to ask his daddy because spies know everything, don't they?

" of course Blaine. You can love whoever you want! How about tomorrow i tell you a story about two princes who are very much in love?"

Blaine's golden eyes went as wide as can be; he nodded his head as fast as anything and his long dark curls were now covering his whole face; making the little boy and the father laugh. Once Blaine got settled down, he was ready to get to sleep with a bright grin on his little face.

The only thing was how he was ever going to see Kurt again. And at that thought his grin was totally wiped off of his face, tears were in his eyes and sleep wasn't coming back any time soon.

the only thing that kept Blaine hopeful was that he believed in magic. It shouldn't take too long for him to find Kurt again should it?