Chance of us

[YOUR BEAUTY]

†Prince Demetrius†

"Hope you gentlemen are enjoying the evening..."
His Majesty said looking me up and down like I'm some kind of homeless freak,I kept my cool anyways since there were a few eyes on us including Octavia,

"We sure are,thank you for your concern your Majesty."
Lorenzo replied giving me a look that said he wants to stab the man who stood infront of us,I could relate.
Lorenzo made small talk with him since I didn't want to talk at all,and if I did I'd probably make threats.

"So Demetrius is it?"
His Majesty looked at me,I met his gaze and nodded,since he is at a higher level in royalty than I am obviously he wouldn't address me at my respectable prince name but I'll let it slide,

"Not that I want to sound unpleasant but I hope you have no interest in my daughter..."
He said,I lifted a eyebrow...'is he fucking serious'
I chuckled looking down,knowing where this is going I took a step closer to him and held my stone gaze at him,

"What if I have a sudden interest in her highness?..."
I asked, his eyes changed from fake  warmth and welcoming to cold in a second which made me smirk.

"Surely no man can ignore her
beauty including me your Majesty... I'm sure you know that"
He looked like he was about to slice my head of with just his glare but that made the conversation even more exciting, especially since I know it always ends in bloodshed.
We glare at each other for a few seconds,my smirk not leaving my lips but only growing because of his speechless ness.
We are both interupted by a throat cleared beside us,

"Father I wish to have a word with you about the wedding..."
A soft yet filled with pride and elegant female voice says from beside us.My eyes move to meet angelic ice blue ones, Octavia reaches to grab hold of her father's arm,he turns to her giving me one last glare before walking off with his daughter,

"He didn't even say goodbye..."
I muttered looking over to Lorenzo who is trying to hold back his laughter from coming out,I shook my head taking a sip of this awful wine that cost a fortune and for what.

"How many times did Mr and Ms Fandias warn you about starting trouble with the Zavoure family?"
Lorenzo said clearly not giving a tick but still warning me,he always do as my parents tell him because he is the closest to me and they know I'll only listen to him...at times.
But he loves this drama just as I do but acts like he doesn't to please my parents...well can't blame him because I'll never understand their bond and I really don't want to anyway.

"Well he was the one who started it if you noticed...I just kept the conversation going..."
I shrugged drowning the rest of the awful wine down my throat.
Lorenzo rolled his eyes not wanting to argue further.

The rest of the night was utterly boredom,I don't know how people could talk for hours and dance to the same piano tone over and over again.
Lorenzo couldn't keep his eyes off the ginger head, no matter how many times I told him to go and ask her for a dance he refused saying that he doesn't want to get mixed up with the Zavoure family at all to avoid getting into the same situation as I had a few hours ago.
My mind kept going to the marriage Octavia had mentioned,it made sense that she has to be married to take her place as queen but from the looks of it she doesn't want to get married at all,I don't think any prince or king on the land is suitable enough to add up to her beauty, she's most probably the most beautiful women on earth...but what can I say,our families are soul enemies and tonight is the most fakest behavior of both the royals just so there's no out break since his Majesty wants to keep peace on the land.
We all know that'll never happen ever since the death of his wife Her Majesty,they've blamed my parents and entire family for the lost of their queen but they'll never know the real story to how it actually happened.
My father is getting old and can't deal with this grudges and deaths that's why he agreed to come to this ball in the first place while my mother is just interested in trying to keep the tension of the two families minimum.