When Kurt stepped out of the Tor this time he found he was in the middle of a courtyard near a big castle. Wow, like no one would notice him now. Luckily though it seemed there was no one around. Figuring he was going to have to leave the Tor, Kurt quickly changed into the clothing he had brought with him from the other world. Those would help him blend in more. Unsure of where he should go, and a little disappointed he had not stepped back out either into the woods or the attic of the library, Kurt shut the door behind him and wandered off. He had a feeling the Tor was not going to work for him again until something happened, so there was no point in trying it again until he explored. Obviously he had stopped at this world for a reason.

A light rain started falling and Kurt, not wanting his hair to get messed up, ran for the covering of one of the walkways that led into the castle. Since the rain seemed like it was not going to let up for a while, Kurt continued on into the castle. Maybe he could find someone and see if they would help him out. There definitely were not a lot of people about in this world. As he went down a darkened corridor, Kurt only passed one person and it was a maid of some sort. She kept her head down and only paused to curtsy to Kurt in passing. Her actions surprised him for a second, but then he remembered he was wearing some rather nice clothing from the previous world so he probably looked more important than he really was. Ah well, maybe that would help him out in the long run. As he went to turn into another hallway, he ran right into another person.

"Ouch!" The other person, a boy, exclaimed. "Are you alright?"

Kurt's nose had been bumped and it hurt a bit, but other than that he was sure he was fine. Though his heart about stopped when he saw who he had run into. Blaine. Yet, at the same time, it was not the same Blaine as before. This Blaine had shorter hair, though still curly, and seemed to be more around Kurt's age instead of twenty. "I'm alright...I didn't mean to bump into you."

"I'm sure you didn't." The boy laughed. Then he stopped laughing rather abruptly and looked about guiltily as if he should not be caught doing so. "Oh...your nose is bleeding. Let's get something to fix that." Kurt was confused but then he felt something on his upper lip and when he placed a finger there it came away red with blood. Ew.

The boy grabbed Kurt's hand and tugged him along down the hallway until they reached a room. Once inside, the boy shut the door and made Kurt sit on a wooden chair. He went over and grabbed a cloth, dampening it in a bucket of water before coming back over to sit next to Kurt, holding the cloth out. "Here you go. Hold this under your nose and tilt your head back. It should help."

Kurt had been looking about the room as Blaine had gone to get the cloth. It looked like some sort of medicine room or something. Like an olden time doctor's office. He thanked Blaine for the cloth and pressed it under his nose, tilting his head back. "So...what is with all this stuff?"

"It's the nurse's room. My father is really ill, close to his deathbed even, and so we brought a nurse in to see if she could help heal him."

"Oh." Kurt figured that must have been why the boy looked so guilty about laughing earlier – it was hard to be cheerful about when someone you loved was sick and close to dying. Being happy and having fun could make you feel guilty alright. "I'm sorry to hear that."

The boy gave him a slightly odd look. "I'm kind of surprised...I mean, almost everyone knows the king is ill. How come you're only now hearing about it?"

"I'm not from around here." Kurt replied. "I'm sort of...lost, you could say."

"You're dressed pretty nicely for someone who is lost." The boy pointed out.

Kurt figured he had a point there, but it was better wearing these clothes than having to explain where his original clothing came from. "Well, I'm from a very nice, important family, you see. I was waylaid by some robbers and had to walk for days. It started raining when I arrived here so I just sort of wandered in. I'm very sorry for intruding." Yeah, thank goodness he was capable of making up stories as he went.

"Eh, it's alright." The boy shrugged. "It's kind of exciting in a way. Like some awesome adventure tale. Things are pretty boring around here, even when my father wasn't ill, so it's nice to have something interesting happen here. I'm sorry to hear about your misfortune though. I'm sure it's alright for you to stay for a while. I'm Blaine, by the way."

Of course. Was this going to happen in every world he visited? "Thanks." Kurt responded. "It'll be nice to be inside for a while now. The outdoors can get old pretty quick." Not to mention it was terrible for his skin. "I'm Kurt."

"That's a cool name." Blaine commented. Then he leaned right on over and lightly took the damp cloth from Kurt's hand. "Let's see how that nose is doing." Kurt tilted his head forward again and was glad to see his nose had stopped bleeding. "Well, that's good."

"Thanks." Kurt smiled. At least all these Blaine guys from different worlds were nice...and terribly attractive. Okay, he had to stop thinking about that.

"You're welcome." Blaine stood and went over to place the cloth in a bucket that held other used cloths. Then he went back over to Kurt. "Want to meet my brothers?"

Kurt was kind of worried about who these brothers were, in relation to his own world, because something told him that he was going to run into a lot of look-a-likes throughout his journey. "Sure..."

They stood and Blaine led the way out of the room and through another hallway. Once they reached another room they heard two voices coming from inside. Kurt's feelings about seeing more look-a-likes were confirmed when he finally saw Blaine's two brothers. The eldest introduced himself as Finn and the middle brother introduced himself as Puck. Kurt had half expected a Puck look-a-like to have a mohawk but was surprised to see Puck instead had a full head of hair. It looked really odd on him. Blaine introduced Kurt to his brothers and explained his situation. Both of the brothers felt bad for Kurt and told him he was welcome to stay. Then the nurse came into the room and said that their father wished to see them for he was very ill and would not make it through the night. Blaine looked more upset of the three and he dragged Kurt along with them, holding Kurt's hand tightly for comfort. It was really odd to Kurt how trusting Blaine was of him so quickly, but the boy was upset and Kurt figured if he could help comfort him then he was going to do so.

They went into the king's room and went to his bedside. Kurt stayed by the doorway because he felt awkward intruding on their private conversation. He could still hear them talking though and what he heard he found quite interesting.

The king told them that since he could not figure out which one of them should become king after him, he had a devised a plan. Whichever of the three brothers could prove themselves the laziest of the three would become king.

Finn, being the oldest, spoke first. He told his father that he was so lazy that no matter how tired he was, and even if something were to fall into his eyes, he would not shut them even if by doing so he could go to sleep. Kurt thought that was pretty lazy, and kind of stupid.

Then Puck spoke after Finn, sounding pretty darn confident. He explained to his father that he was the laziest because when he sits by the fire to get warm he would rather let his heels burn then pull back his legs. Kurt also found that to be quite lazy, though even more stupid than Finn's claim.

Finally it was Blaine's turn. And despite the sad look upon his face, and the fact that he would rather one of his brothers have the throne rather than his self, he spoke up as well. "Father, even if I was about to be hanged, the rope about my neck and all, and someone gave me a knife so that I may cut myself free, I'd sooner be hung than raise my hand to my neck." Kurt did not like even thinking about Blaine dying. That was terribly lazy and stupid. He should save himself.

The king had silently listened to his three sons respond and only spoke after having heard Blaine's claim. "Blaine, you have gone the farthest and, therefore, you will become king after I die."

Blaine did not look too terribly thrilled about this fact. His older brothers seemed somewhat disappointed, but as they all loved one another they would follow him and, if needed, help him if he needed it. After they finished talking, the king told them he needed to rest so they all left the room.

Finn and Puck both disappeared and Blaine led Kurt off to wander. He looked completely lost in thought and was sighing quite a bit. Finally Kurt could not stand the loud sighs anymore and grabbed hold of Blaine's arm to stop him to talk. He asked Blaine what was wrong. Blaine explained that he felt too young to lead their country and that it would probably be best if either Finn or Puck took his place. Kurt thought about it for a few seconds then shook his head. "No, I bet you'll be a great leader. And your brothers will be more than willing to help you if you need it, so you'll have plenty of support." He remembered what the Blaine from his world had told him shortly after they had met for the first time. "Just remember: courage." Kurt smiled to himself as he spoke. "Believe in yourself and you'll be great."

Blaine was silent for a bit as they continued walking. "Thanks, Kurt." He finally spoke. "I guess you're right. I just have to believe in myself. And it's not like I'll be all on my own."

They found themselves in the courtyard, the same courtyard Kurt had arrived in earlier. Before Kurt could say anything, Blaine had spotted the Tor and was giving it a curious look. "What's that?" He went over to examine it and Kurt only stopped him when he saw Blaine was going for the door. Not good.

Blaine took a step from the door when Kurt shouted at him and ran over to get between him and the door. "What's wrong, Kurt?"

"Uh..." How was he going to explain this? "It could be...dangerous inside. I figure since you're more important than I am and all...I should probably look inside first." That had to work.

No such luck. "No way." Blaine shook his head, trying to push Kurt aside to get to the door. "I'm not letting you get hurt. I'll even hold the door open for you, but I'm going inside first."

"How chivalrous," Kurt rolled his eyes, "but you're going to be a king and I'm just a random guy you don't really know and not worth as much. So I'm going in first." He turned and put his hand on the door handle. Before he turned it though he looked back to Blaine and smiled. "It was nice meeting you, by the way." And with that he opened the door and slipped inside, closing it tightly before Blaine could get in.

This time he heard a rather audible clicking sound as the door locked behind him. Now all he had to do was wait.