The Future Nano-Queen.

A baby within this world could easily gather information. There was much to take in about his new situation, and just listening in the members of staff that took care of him had given him some insight. His name was, officially, Allie Victoria Ferdinand Von Soleil. Allie for his first name, Victoria which was a marker of his high status within this world, Ferninand was his familial last name. He struggled with the Von Soleil for a while, trying to decipher why that was there, or if it was just a strange form of three last names or something.

The answer came when the household suddenly seemed a bit more up in airs that normal. He thought that it might be his father- ergo, the terrifying man before- that had set their dresses ablaze, but rather it was something much different. His nanny, whom he had learned was called Prim, was the only nanny that tended to his dressing. This was a position that his late mother, the Queen, had assigned to only her. It wasn't hard to understand why, considering underneath the frills and pukes of pink he wore, there was a little surprise between his legs.

"Shh, you must be a good.. erm, boy." Prim said, it was difficult switching speech for when they were completely alone. "You're going to meet your betrothed your majesty, and you will have to be good and sit still when he holds you, okay?" She explained, as if hoping the babe would understand it was necessary for their secret. Allie, quite frankly, still didn't know why he was being forced to crossdress. Though no amount of fussing would change that in his present situation. He merely cooed back at her to convey there was some degree of understanding between them. The nanny smiled, albeit still worried as she made sure to have had the fluffiest, most layer filled dress to be made for this occasion. Wiggling Allie into it felt a lot like he was being placed inside a mechanical suit and getting ready for battle. If the battle was how much lace and frills a designer could cram into a dress and still have it look presentable.

Still, he felt much like a layered cupcake of fabric as his face was cleaned up, his hair styled up into a playful ponytail, and his feet were graced with little socks and shoes that wouldn't see the floor. Being picked up carefully, he watched as they left the bedroom he had spent most of his time in, and transversed into the castle he was sure his home was. The floor below them was of a clear marble, and underneath, he could see fish swimming out of reach. There were plenty of windows that showed another hallway, where people were walking in the opposite way they were headed towards. It seemed like a hassle in a way, to have two separate hallways for going in different directions, but he hadn't built this place after all.

There were a few rooms they passed that were merely closed doors with no windows to peek inside of, they passed several paintings that seemed modern or maybe just strange abstract art where someone had cleaned off their brush and sold it for an insane amount of money, and quite a few display cases that held items and models of both things he recognized, (such as old model airplanes, cars of his past life and more) and things that seemed alien.

Items that seemed organic, and yet preserved perfectly within the cases, or items that seemed too strangely shaped for him to even figure out what they were for. His questions were placed on the back burner as they suddenly entered a grand room. It was... a library it seemed. Rows of books neatly in place high up into a ceiling that seemed to dwarf them. Though strangely there weren't any ladders or stairs to access such books, were they merely decoration of further past relics?

"This servant speaks: Announcing Allie Victoria Ferdinand Von Soleil." Prim said now in a beautiful but powerful voice. He was in awe really and figured maybe that was why he had such a long name. His head turned to the only two people within the room. A small boy, toddler at best, who seemed to be pouting at the sight of his newborn betrothed. A nudge from the servant at his side forced him off a chair which was hovering over a sleek metallic platform underneath it. "This Prince greets: Daniel Slyer Wellington Von Ferdinand." He announced as Allie twitched. Von Ferdinand? Didn't this mean they were-

"Prince please sit in order to hold the future Queen." the servant spoke, making Allie notice the scales up the assistant's neck now the closer they moved over to the prince. He was situated into the chair before he was gently passed over to his hands. Allie's eyes must have been wide as the boy stared back at him. As if trying to gauge each other out as he suddenly frowned.

"....She's so tiny." he grunted as Prim smiled.

"Her Majesty will grow, your highness."

"Well she should grow faster." he grunted as Allie twitched now in annoyance.

'Grow faster? What do you think I am, you jerk!' he ranted as he squirmed. Grabbing on some of his hair to yank it. Daniel didn't seem phased at the attempt. He merely sighed as she offered her back out to Prim, who took her. "Is that it?" he asked now his servant who seemed a little uneasy at the way the Prince was treating Her Majesty. These were part of the regularly scheduled visits he would start having with the Crowned Princess after all, but he didn't show any interest at all in his drooling companion. If he had been anything less than a prince, he would have been punished for such disrespect.

"Perhaps an outing in the garden would be more enjoyable to Your Highness." Prim offered now as he sighed at the thoughts his head rolling over to glance at Allie once more.

"Very well, I suppose." He said reluctantly as Prim smiled but bit back her tongue. She merely had to write off his disrespect as the temper tantrums of children. Prim held onto Allie as they moved into the hallways once more heading somewhere new as she could see more people moving in the hallways now as well. They stayed out of their path, heads bowed as they didn't dare look in their direction.

Soon they came to the garden area, looking around, it was both warmer here and rich with fragrant exotic smells. Allie could feel her nanny hold her more firmly as they passed a gaint venous flytrap. Something that he could easily fit inside of like a little fly. Going deeper into the garden, they finally came to a patch of what was normal grass and trees. At the edge of the dome like space. Allie squirmed in her arms. Pointing to the glass eagerly, he wanted to see what was beyond this space. Thankfully, he and his nanny seemed to connect again in what he wanted as she brought him over to the glass as a small array of servants were suddenly setting up a small picnic area for him and that pouting prince.

Thoughts of the Prince left him as he looked out the window, his eyes wide as they were several thousand feet into the air. There was an intricate system of flying cars, buildings even taller than this one with green patches outside of them for nature, while other buildings were shiny and slick looking. He couldn't even see the ground from here, it was more like a speck below him as he suddenly became very dizzy. Groaning as he pulled back into his nanny's embrace and hid against her breasts. Ah... Babies were truly spoiled.

Prim used this time to walk him back over to the picnic. Sitting down with them now as she had to help him stay upright. His head was still too big for his body, or maybe it was just weak baby muscles that made the world feel so imbalanced. Still he smiled and reached out to grab some berries now, eating them one at a time since his hand was very much like a claw machine that worked only when it pleased. The Prince didn't seem to mind his antics either, but then again, they were stuck together for more than one reason.

It was as they were eating that Allie noticed most of the ones serving them were men. Their heads were always bowed, never speaking as they went about bringing different foods for them to enjoy or replenishing it if they wanted more. Allie.. didn't really like that. So he reached out onto the sleeve of one of them. Cooing as he smiled up at them happily but noticed that they were all wearing thin metallic necklaces, which turned red as the servant quickly pulled away from him. Landing on his stomach with a grunt as by the time he looked up again, the servant looked horrified. Why?

"A-a thousand apologies!" he whimpered out now, head bowed to the floor as Allie looked confused. "I did not mean to touch the Crowned Princess-" he breathed out as Allie looked around now. The tone had different changed within the room. The Prince himself and his servant looked...disgusted, as Prim looked worried.

"Devin, give him a punishment." The Prince yawned now as he took another plate of dainty cake.

Devin, whom was the servant of the Prince, seemed to sigh then looked coldly at the servant. It seemed guards (which were all female) had arrived at the alert of the red collar. "Have him flogged twenty times for his mistake." He explained at the Guards nodded in agreement and dragged the servant away. He had screamed for mercy before he had been knocked unconscious swiftly. Allie shivered, watching them leave until they were out of sight before he turned to Prim. Making grabby hands in order to be picked up as he soon curled up against her in terror. His heart racing in his chest as he touched his neck. He wasn't wearing a collar...nor did the pouting Prince.

"Shh.. it's okay Your Majesty.." Prim hushed gently as she ran a hand over his back to soothe him. She assumed it had just surprised the other, but for Allie, a few things were beginning to make sense.