If Blaine was to describe the past several days in one word, it would be chaotic. He took care of getting his sisters reacquainted with him and adjusting to the changes. Kurt took care of the wedding preparations. Together they managed to meet daily with Burt to check on the status of the peace summit invitations, although they likely wouldn't receive any response until after the wedding given the distances to his brother's armies. They went to bed late and got up early, and remembered to breathe in between.

At the beginning, most of his sisters were scared to come out of the rooms they had been given. He had spent a lot of time in their rooms talking about the changes that had been made, how the people of Westerville had been living, and how they were changing things for the better. He talked a lot about Kurt and how he had help Blaine. He talked about what they could expect now that Elias was no longer in power, including they would have choice over their destinies. He talked about their mother, and how she had died to help them mourn.

Eventually he was able to coax them out of their rooms and they began talking with others besides him. Brittany was popular among the girls because she was an embodiment of strength and grace, yet was always up for playing hide-and-seek or tag with them - games they hadn't been allowed to play when Elias was around. Santana also made fast friends with them, braiding their hair and giving them style tips. His sisters, who had never worn anything but the most ornate and binding dresses, began wearing slacks of their own, allowing them more freedom in their bodies then they had ever experienced.

Quinn liked to visit with them too, making sure they were adjusting and letting Blaine know that if it was necessary, she could make a tea to help with sleeplessness and anxiety if one of them required it. Quinn acknowledged to Blaine that she desperately missed her own daughter, and once he was coronated, she would be sending for her and setting up a clinic in town. Blaine might have scooped her up in his arms hearing that with a little whoop. Having Quinn around would mean top medical care for him and his people.

Having children around the castle changed the atmosphere that had existed since the army had taken over. Admittedly that probably was also due to the knowledge that Elias was all but beaten, but everything was more relaxed. Laughter and calm had spread and Blaine saw joy in most of the faces he encountered throughout the day.

Blaine had convinced the nobility to allow his sisters to be part of the wedding parade through Westerville. He explained that the girls needed to be accepted by the citizens, especially if one of them would be the mother to an heir to the throne one day. He also argued that acknowledging the girls would show the woman of Westerville that they mattered, to which Sue deftly agreed.

So now Blaine was in his room, wondering what had happened to the past few days, as Trent, Nick, and Jeff helped him get ready to get married. When Kurt had been doodling his designs several days ago in the meeting, Blaine thought Kurt was planning an outfit for himself. He quickly discovered though that the design was for him. Kurt knew what he would be wearing.

"This marriage. It's a symbolic union. I've already given myself to you by staying here and as much as I would like to have planned it out all myself and wore something that everyone would be talking about for years to come, it's all about the symbolism."

So Kurt would be wearing his armor, shined up with a cloak he had stitched together that had the crest of Lima on it. Blaine's outfit would be the first his citizens saw him in. He wore a deep purple tunic, with a skeleton set of armor over it - breastplate, fauld, greaves, and gauntlets. Kurt had explained that after the invasion, it was important that Blaine sold himself as someone with military might which is why the armor pieces were included. Over it all Blaine wore a heavy cape, lined with fur from he didn't know what animal. The cape was heavy and thick and he thought between the armor and it, he would spend his marriage sweating.

Blaine had a sword clipped into the scabbard on his fauld. It was completely ceremonial and was probably dull, but it was one of the few items in the castle that had not been traded to improve the lives of the citizens. His boots were not plated, but they too were heavy too.

Jeff was putting the finishing touches on Blaine, the crown of the prince. They had to have it replicated since Cooper probably had the real crown with him, but it was a decent replica and thankfully, light on his head.

"Well Blaine... if I do say so myself. You look like a king." Trent said, having backed up and looking Blaine up and down.

Blaine smiled over to Trent. "Thank you..."

"Are you nervous?" Nick asked while straightening out the cape behind him.

"Actually... no." Blaine double checked with himself to make sure. He was actually quite calm and alright with what was about to happen.

He was faced with Jeff's grin as Jeff stood back to admire the sight he must be. "Wow. You know Nick and I were talking..."

He heard a little cough behind him as Nick continued to fix the cape.

Jeff continued. "You and Kurt getting married will mean Nick and I can. I'd be so happy if you guys came to the wedding when it happens."

Blaine smiled broadly, "That's amazing guys. Congratulations... and of course we'd be there. Make sure you save us seats."

Jeff clasped his hands together and laughed happily when a knock sounded at the door. "Waiting on you Blaine!" came Noah's voice outside.

Blaine felt a flutter in his chest and he gave one last smile to the guys before heading up, Noah leading the way. Good god this outfit was sweltering.

Noah talked as they walked along the currently emptied out castle, "You look good man. Bigger somehow."

Blaine chuckled, "Probably because I've doubled my weight in this outfit. Kurt has a good sense of style, but I hope he doesn't expect me to wear such elaborate get-ups every time I need to do something regal because I can barely move."

Noah led him out into the courtyard and then it all hit Blaine. He saw the people sitting in the benches and Sue Sylvester standing at the top of the platform. He saw his sisters all in a row, wearing beautiful dresses and flowers braided into their hair. He saw Kurt. Kurt standing by Sue with his father and Finn off to one side, all in their armor, shined and polished for the day.

His stomach turned over on itself and for a moment he thought he was going to be sick. He had probably gone pale too. He was getting married. This was it. Was he nervous or excited? He couldn't tell.

"You have to keep walking man..." Noah whispered beside him.

Right. Right. Keep walking.

Blaine walked slowly, keeping track of his feet to make sure he didn't trip over his feet. As he passed, the people in the benches stood.

Keep walking. Keep walking.

He felt a hand on his and looked up, his eyes catching Kurt's who was smiling somehow knowingly. That touch made him feel a hundred times better and he took Kurt's hand and easily stood up beside him on the platform in front of Sue.

Sue began speaking and everyone sat down. Blaine wasn't listening to her though, he was looking at Kurt who was looking back at him. Everything was okay so long as he got to look into those glasz eyes. Everything was wonderful in fact.

They held each other's hands as Sue droned on about the greatness of Westerville and the coming together to celebrate. Blaine desperately wanted to just kiss Kurt, and he had to keep reminding himself that they would get to that, hopefully sooner rather than later.

They hadn't gone any further than the day they became engaged. There hadn't been time for more than simple kisses and holding each other in bed as they slept for the small amount of time they could sleep each day until now. When Jeff asked Blaine if he was nervous about getting married that was one thing. If Jeff had asked Blaine about being nervous about the wedding night, Blaine would have responded in the affirmative.

He so wanted to please Kurt, and didn't want him disappointed. People had come up to him and jokingly talked about pleasing Kurt in bed and lasting, and other things Blaine hadn't worried about until they spoke with him. He had laughed and gone along with the joke, but inwardly it made him scared. He was going to be a king, he needed to be confident and knowing and yet he was completely unaware about what was one of the most basic acts.

Sue had said something to which Kurt got down on his knees, bringing Blaine with him. He was glad Kurt was listening. He supposed he would try to pay attention at his own wedding too now.

"With these witnesses before us, do you princes accept one another as husbands under the law of Westerville?"

Both of them said "I do." with such haste that they had to hold back their giggles as they looked at each other.

The wedding continued with a series of official procedures including dabbing of holy water on their brows, agreement to serve Westerville in their marriage, and acknowledging Kurt's title as Prince.

After what seemed like forever, during which time Blaine's legs had fallen asleep, they were finally asked to stand again before the crowd as husbands, princes of the realm, and kiss to seal their union.

About damned time thought Blaine and as he stood on numb legs, he quickly reached out for Kurt, pulling him into his arms and giving the crowd a kiss to talk about as he dipped Kurt's head back and connected their lips.

A cheer went up from the crowd and Sue announced that they were now Prince Anderson and Prince Hummel of Westerville.

The crowd stood as they walked down the procession route and around the back of the palace where carriages and a litter for them was waiting to parade them through the streets. Blaine received hugs and handshakes from Burt, Finn, Rachel, Carole, and so many others he lost count. His sisters gave them both kisses on the cheeks and giggled. Molly, the littlest, asked which of them had rescued the other since in all the stories that Blaine had read her before, it was a prince rescuing a princess.

Blaine laughed, "He saved me."

Molly nodded, "I thought so. He looks tougher."

Finally, they were able to sneak away together for a moment before they were called to get into the litter, and ducked into the stables.

"Good god I thought Sylvester wasn't ever going to stop talking." Kurt exclaimed, then jumping at Blaine and pressing his whole body back against a pillar as he kissed him.

Blaine moaned softly and ran his hands up Kurt's back, "I know... and now we need to smile and wave for the whole afternoon..."

Kurt gasped a little as Blaine drew his fingers around Kurt's collarbone. The armor they were both wearing was making it difficult to really get close, but Blaine knew of a couple exposed spots on Kurt that made him make the most enticing of noises.

They were still kissing when Blaine heard the telltale click of a crossbow being readied and on instinct he pushed Kurt down and away into the hay.

There, standing across the stall they were in, was Elias Anderson. He was filthy in a worn out and torn tunic, his hair and beard a stringy mess, and he had a crossbow pointed right at Blaine's head.

"Well hello son."