Your Majesty

Chapter 5

It was a few days after the party, and as stressed as Dean was, he had to give credit where credit was due. His friends were working hard,  And Cas had already come up with crucial info on the three girls Dean had met at the party. Lisa's mother was a servant under Dean's grandfather for about 10 years, meaning her family was fiercely loyal to the crown, no matter who wore it. That was good for Dean, however it made him slightly worried when it came to his father. Dean liked to unload onto people, and if Lisa didn't react well to that, it could be awful for their relationship. Cassie had connections both with the palace and with rebels, so that mostly left Dean confused. He had to be cautious, but any info she wanted she could get via her connections. And Joanna, well, her family was just her family. No large connections, but that would clearly come to change soon.

Dean set up the date with Lisa, and grew increasingly nervous as it grew closer. Saturday was only 2 days away. Dean knew he shouldn't be nervous, royalty was never nervous. But something about meeting Ben so quickly and arranging dates with a woman he barely knew set him on edge. He felt a little nauseated every time he thought of it, but simply passed it off as nerves about the date and the upcoming coronation.

As the date drew nearer, Dean spent more time in the kitchens. Cas loved it, he knew time to talk with Dean was going to be limited very soon. They both knew that, and they were ignoring the inevitable through spending as much time together as possible. However, as much as Cas loved spending time with Dean, all the boy would talk about was this date, and it was starting to get on Cas's nerves. One day, while Dean was ranting and Cas was busying himself kneading dough, Cas had had enough.

"Dean, look. I love you and you know that, you are my best friend in the whole kingdom, but for god's sake, please stop talking about this date. I understand you are nervous, and I understand exactly why. But you need to relax. She is the one that needs to fight for you,  not the other way around. Show her that. Put on the face you show your mother, the face you show Sam. Show her you, but don't let her have too much too fast. Now please, get out of my kitchen." Dean frowned, and was about to say something but decided better of it. He left the kitchen, and knew Cas was right. He had been talking a lot about the date lately, and had not concerned himself enough with what was going on in Cas's world. He was being a bad friend.

He roamed the halls, stuck in his thoughts, trying to come up with the right way to apologize to Cas, when suddenly he bumped into Sam and Jessica. He smiled at them, and went to join them when Sam beckoned.

"Hello Sammy, princess. How has planning been going? Well I hope?" He shot a wink at Sam, and grinned when the boy blushed.  Jessica smiled up at Dean, and shifted around some papers on the table, revealing drawings and countless notes.

"Your highness, er, Dean, this is what we have so far. I've tracked all the major traditions and Sam has run them by your mother. We are upholding the traditional garb, and your father will place the crown on your head as well. However, nearly everything else is up to you, and we will run things by you if Sam deems necessary. But the event will be held outside, like you wish, and nobility will be mixed in with common folk. That was Sam's touch, he said you would like to see the nobility uncomfortable for once in their lives. I agree with him, I haven't known you long but I've heard many a thing from Sam, I know about how close you are with Castiel." Dean listened to her intently, glad to have something to get him out of his head. He looked over drawing and notes and seating charts as she spoke, and a smile graced his lips.

"Thank you two, for everything. This looks wonderful so far, and you've come very far in the week or so you've had to plan. I'm sure I will be delighted with everything you come up with, and I'm positive mother will be pleased with it. You have no idea how much stress this has taken off of my shoulders. And Sam was right, you seem very good at this Jessica." He stood, and gave her a quick bow that made both her and Sam giggle before he left to wander the halls again. He hoped he would bump into Cas this time, but he doubted such a thing would happen, as Cas was rarely out of the kitchens.