"You look wonderful Sir"

Kurt smiled at the tall, think man in front of him, "Thank-you, What's your name?"

"Benjamin Sir, and this is my wife Jasmine."

Kurt turned to the women beside him, "Jasmine, you look beautiful. I love the color of your dress."

"Oh, Thank-you," Jasmine's rounded face lit up and her brown eyes shone, she brushed down the side of the ruby dress she wore with silver detail, "You are so much like you Mother, if I may say so Sir."

"Really? Did you know her?" Kurt asked curiously.

"Yes, we met a number of times," Jasmine nodded, "Well, myself and the whole kingdom."

Kurt smiled, "Well I hope we meet again also. It's been very nice talking to you, but there are quiet a large number of people I would like to meet tonight."

"Of course. Have a wonderful night Sir," Ben nodded.

"You too," Kurt nodded, his eyes landing just behind the man where Blaine was giggling with Kathy about something. Their eyes locked and, God, Kurt had met so many people and dancing with so many suitors. But all he really wanted to do was dance with Blaine.

"Sir, can I have this dance?"

Kurt turned around with the smallest of sighs and automatically locked his arms around the mans shoulder's, "Of course."

"I'm Sky," The man smiled as he rested his hand on Kurt's back and the two started to dance.

"Nice to meet you. You look lovely," Kurt smiled back at the golden crown and simple navy suit.

"So have you chosen someone you'd like to marry yet?" Sky asked, his eyes were a strange color. A light purple.

"Your eyes..." Kurt trailed off, unable to stop himself from staring into them.

Sky chuckled, a deep throaty laugh, "Yes. They run in my family, I know it's a little strange. Most people get creeped out."

"No, I think it's beautiful," Kurt shook his head.

"Not as stunning as you look tonight. No wonder the Palace as been hiding you from us, someone would try and steal your beauty," Sky smiled, his voice turning to a low whisper that Kurt struggled to hear over the music.

Kurt blushed and looked away, unsure what to say.

"So have you chosen a husband?" Sky repeated.

"Oh, um...No, no I haven't," Kurt shook his head, wincing when Sky stood on his foot.

"Crap. I'm so sorry. I must admit I have no clue how to dance, but I just couldn't stop myself from talking to you," Sky's cheeks blazed and he looked away.

"It's fine. I have very little skill too," Kurt giggled, "I have messed up more then once tonight."

"I really am sorry Sir," Sky refused to continue dancing and stepped away from the Prince.

"Hey, I said it was fine. The dance isn't finished yet, come here," Kurt gestured for him to walk forward and wrapped his arms around Sky's shoulders as soon as he did so.

Sky bit his lip, "Trust me to make a fool out of myself in front of you."

"You did no such thing," Kurt smiled softly at him.

"Thank-you. You're personality is as sweet as your appearance," Sky commented.

Kurt blushed again, "You're too kind, really."

"Not at all," Sky looked disappointed as the song ended and Kurt couldn't help but feel the same as he dropped his arms.

"Maybe we'll dance again tonight," He suggested, reaching up and fixing a strand of dark brown hair that was sticking out of the suitors crown.

Sky smiled, "I'd like that."

Kurt turned around and froze when he saw Blaine watching him from the other side of the room with a sad expression. As Blaine realized Kurt had saw him, his face shot up into an encouraging smile but his eyes remained hurt and troubled.

Before Kurt knew what he was doing he was walking over to the Slave, weaving in and out of the people and smiling at everyone as he did so but really all his attention was on his destination.

"Come with me," Kurt said once he'd reached Blaine who was standing in the corner with an empty golden tray.

"I don't think...."

"Please Blaine?" Kurt asked, chewing on his lip, "Please?"

Blaine sighed, "Okay."

"Just...follow behind me," Kurt told him, giving a small smile before he turned away and started walking through the people, politely declining anyone who tried to talk to him. He crossed the room and exited out of the double doors that lead out into the garden. The moon was full and bright above them and all the trees and shrubs had been covered in simple, golden lights.

"Are you crazy?" Blaine mumbled, walking close beside Kurt as they traveled further into the garden.

"Probably," Kurt replied, trailing as far away from the hall as possible but making sure the music could still be heard.

"The whole point of the ball is you, do you really think no one is going to realize you're missing?"

"Blaine, shut up," Kurt sighed, "Do you not want to spend anytime with me? Because I'm not forcing you."

"Don't be stupid. Of course I want to spend time with you, but..."

Kurt sighed, "Don't say it's risky. This whole relationship is risky and I want to dance with my boyfriend when he's all adorable and dressed up," Kurt's voice turned to a lighter tone, smiling down at the Slave.

Damn height difference, "I look the same as all the other slaves," Blaine pointed out. A simple black suit with a golden tie and ruffled shirt.

"No you don't, you're better looking then all of them put together," Kurt smiled, looking around for a second before he grabbed Blaine's hand and gave it a small squeeze.

Blaine blushed and smiled, "Kurt," He sighed.

"Can we please just dance?...For a little while. Under the moon and stars and all the lights in the trees," Kurt asked.

Blaine sighed again, "Kurt, you're determined for us to be found out," he spoke as he place his hand on the Prince's back and pulled him close.

"I don't have that much longer to dance with you," Kurt pointed out sadly.

"Let's not think about that," Blaine winced, blushing a little when Kurt pulled the shorter boy firmly against him, closer then he had done with any suitor that night.

"Good idea," Kurt agreed, resting his head lightly on the boys shoulder and sighing softly, "I love you so much."

"I love you too," Blaine smiled softly resting his head into of Kurt's as the swayed gently to the soft music.

"I'm so happy when I'm with you," Kurt's hands slipped from Blaine's shoulders down to rest gently on his waist.

Blaine replied, "Me too," as his hands moved up to rest at the back of Kurt's neck as he lifted his head.

Kurt did the same and pressed his and Blaine's foreheads together, "No matter what it looks like with other suitors, I want you to know that I wish it was you. Promise me you'll remember?"

"I promise, it's just...it's difficult sometimes. And I'm trying to be strong and brave because I know your side of the deal is a whole lot harder then mine," Whispered Blaine.

"I wish you'd think about yourself ever now and again. I'm...fine," Kurt bit his lip, "I mean...I don't want you to only think about me, this is tough for you too. Do you talk to Kathy about it?"

Blaine nodded.

"Good, I'm glad. You need someone to talk to other then me," Kurt smiled gently, pressing a kiss to the tip of Blaine's nose.

Blaine chuckled and blushed at the action, "You should go back in."

Kurt pouted, "I know. But I don't want to."

"When this song finishes," Blaine suggested.

"Yeah, okay," Kurt agreed reluctantly, holding Blaine impossibly closer, "I can't wait for this thing to end so I can go to bed with you."

"You're not having fun?"

"Yeah I am, but it would be a thousand times better if I didn't have to hide how much I love you," Kurt replied quietly.

"I know...have you found anyone you want to marry?" Blaine asked curiously.

"Yes. You," Kurt squeezed Blaine's hips lightly, watching the smile appear on the short-boys features.

"Kurt, I'm serious. That guy you were dancing with just now...he seemed really nice."

Kurt nodded, "Yeah. He was."

"Do you like him?"

"Blaine, I...I don't want to talk about that right now," Kurt shook his head, wincing a little. Talking to Blaine about that was too strange.

"It looked like you liked him."

"Sh Sweetie."

"He was good looking too, I..."

Kurt shut him up with a kiss, smiling when Blaine let out a little sigh and kissed back softly. Their bodies pressed intimately together, their arms holding each other close, the music from the orchestra was soft and romantic and the glow from the stars and moon lit the scene. The lights in the trees looked like a collection of fire-flies in the night and the sound of crickets chirping was carried on the soft breeze, the song ended but neither boy pulled away as the own love song of their beating hearts continued in an unbreakable ballad.

Kurt moved away only to rest his face in the crook of Blaine's neck and pressed tender kisses there.

Blaine's hands run up and down the Prince's back as he spoke, "People are going to look for you."

"I know, I know," Kurt grumbled miserably, looking up to press a final kiss to Blaine's lips, "I love you."

"I love you too," Blaine said quietly as Kurt stepped away from him, "I'll see you tonight."

"Promise?"

"I promise," Blaine confirmed with a smile, "Nothing can stop me."

Kurt giggled and turned away, walking back towards the hall and Blaine let out a little sigh as he watched him leave.

"I don't know about that. I think that maybe I can stop you." A horrible, sneering voice drifted from the shrubs beside Blaine, and the Slave felt his heart stop in his chest in terror.

OXOXOXO

"Am I allowed to take you up on that second dance, Sir?"

Kurt smiled as he saw Sky walking towards him, "Definitely."

Kurt felt a lot better as Sky's arms pulled him a little closer, knowing Blaine knew how much Kurt loved him and was comfortable enough to give his approval.

"Did you organize all of this?" Sky asked as the two spun around, a little uncoordinated.

"Yep. It took so long, but I think it was worth it in the end. Are you having fun?"

"I am," Sky confirmed with a nod, "Everything's beautiful, you should be very proud."

Kurt laughed, "Thank-you."

"You're very welcome," Sky grinned.

"So...I was wondering, would you like to meet me again or something?" Kurt blushed slightly.

"I'd love too."