Chapter 5

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Klaus POV

Amsterdam, Netherlands

Our faces we only centimeters away from each other. I had the urge to kiss, I really wanted to. I was going to, that is until someone interrupted us. Which made me snap back to reality, I couldn't possibly kiss her. She hates me and I hate her. And she's part of the Royal Russian family.

I walked back to the Place, then I saw Alisa and her dad.

"Savastion is here, right now. He's waiting for you. Now come, we must get you to look presentable." He said to her. So he was here, early.

I looked at Alisa's face and saw her shocked. Almost as if she didn't expect this at all, like she didn't want it to happen. They walked back the Palace. Once they disappeared, I ran toward the Place, walking in and running up to my room. I change don't dry clothes and ran towards the stairs. The stairs led down to the front door, and I rested my elbows on the railing and looked down at Alisa's fiance. He was tall, but not as tall as me. Maybe a few inches shorter. He had light brown hair, and beige like skin. His eyes looked green, but I wasn't sure, seeing as how I was far away from him.

He stood alone, awkwardly. He wore a long jacket with dark jeans and a white button up shirt with a light brown scarf that matched with his hair. How could've Alisa said yes to this guy.

"Well well, you must be the famous Sevastion." I yelled down at him. He looked up startled for a moment.

"Oh, hello. And yes, I am him." He said. "And who are you?" He asked.

"I'm Prince Klaus of the Netherlands." I said in a almost demanding voice.

"Oh." He said, and started to bow.

"Oh no, no need for that." I said. He seemed like a very easy man to target.

'So, do you know Alisa?" He asked me, and a smirk came upon my face.

"Why yes. Of course I do. She's one of my friends, closest friend." I said. He looked a little taken aback at first, but covered it with a smile.

"Well then i'll make sure you;re invited to the wedding."

"And why wouldn't I be invited to the wedding?" I said, as I walked down the stairs.

"Oh, um. I didn't mean it like that. You're who family is welcome, none of you need an invitation-"

"Oh, so now we're not special enough to get an invitations?" I said, wanting to laugh so hard on how easy it is to pick on this guy.

"Klaus, stop pestering him. I already told you to not pick on him like that." I heard Alisa say behind me. I turned my head to see her walking down the stairs. She wore a turquoise sleeveless dress that reached just above her knees. Her hair was in a loose side braid, her hair still looked wet, and I realized mine was too. She walked past me, and I followed behind her.

"Hi Sevastion.' She said, hugging him. I felt something come over me that I didn't like the feeling of.

"It's great to see you. Can't wait for your birthday next week." He said to her. Birthday? Her birthday was next week?

"Can't wait too. Follow me, i'll introduce you." She said. Sevastion walked in front of her, and she looked at me, giving me a warning look, but I just smirked at her.

We walked through wide doors and wide halls. Alisa introduced Sevastion to everyone and he seemed really uncomfortable.

"Well, I'll show you to you're room." She said, waking up the other pair of stairs we had. She reached a room and opened up for Sevastion.

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