Elysian

[17] - best fake couple out there

XANDER
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"Will you hold this for me?"

I look down to one of Mika's younger cousins, Elsie, holding a flower crown in her hands. Nodding, I take it in my own and flash her a wide grin along with a wink.

"Can I put it on?" I ask, sainting for her slight nod before running a hand through my hair and placing it over my head, "How do I look?"

She gives it a thought, then a shrug "Okay"

"Just okay?" I fake gasp, pretending to be disappointed with only that, "What am I missing?"

"Every King needs his Queen, or another King" she says in matter of factually and I click my tongue as I nod in agreement.

I point to her, "You want to be my Queen?"

Elsie shakes her head, "I'm the princess already, you have to choose someone else" she glances around the room, trying to find someone.

"What about that pretty girl over there?" I point towards the balcony, her eyes following my movements and landing on Mika.

Elsie bounces her head, "Yeah, she's perfect"

"She is" I agree without hesitation, shifting my gaze back to the little girl and gesturing to my head "You got one more of those?"

"Here" she grabs another from the table.

"Wish me luck"

The little girl watches me with big brown eyes as I stand up and make my way towards the balcony. My hands travel all the way to my back in order to hide the crown in my hands.

As I get closer, I realise Mika isn't alone. Lydia stands on the opposite side, the two seeming to be in a heated conversation.

I rub the back of my neck, knowing I should probably wait until they're finished and give them some privacy. But both worry and curiosity take over and I find myself silently reaching closer.

As Rowan's best friend, I'm aware they're not really close with their sister. At all. So, I can't really lie and say that leaving her there alone with that woman doesn't tickle my skin.

"Please Mika, are you actually going to tell me you're not with him to get your dear spot in Elite? After all, the only way you can actually do it is by whore-ing yourself" Lydia huffs and my blood goes cold.

My brows narrow and my hands close into fists, muscles tensing at what I just heard. I may be an only child but I've grown up with three cousins, this is not how normal siblings act with each other.

Putting the tiara down, my earlier motives to have walked towards them now forgotten, I stay silent as I let myself hear what is said next.

"Do you even hear yourself Lydia? That's your type of desperate, not mine." Mika scoffs, shaking her head at the atrocities she just heard.

"Yet I'm the married one here, while your boyfriend is almost every month on gossip sites with new girls by his side" the older one fights back with a sneer.