Seek And Destroy [COMPLETED]

Chapter 17 : Grandpa's Lost Treasure.

Okay, I had gotten the attention of everyone in here.

Can they please stop staring and gawking like they're doing right now?

I had just reached down the stairs; the silence was cutting me like a million daggers. Leonard stood in front of me; tears start to put down his eyes as he shrugs on a smile.

'Elena? Is that really you? Could it be? My little lost treasure?', he stammered, unsure of what he had to say. He sounded a bit nervous yet there was that barely noticeable shriek he tried to conceal in his soft yet deep comforting voice.

'Yes grandpa. My mother told me who I was on her death bed', I stammer.

'Death bed?.... my angel is gone?', he lowers his head down,'and I wasn't there for her'

I remain quiet. After an awkward moment I finally let out,'I miss her'

He smiles and pulls me in to a hug as half the crowd began to cheer and clap; including the whole royal family.

Oliver was grinning as far as his cheeks could bare and Edward just stood there; a smirk plastered on his face as he clapped his hands together.

He didn't seem the least bit surprised. Could it be, that he knew?

'I should have known...', Leonard says as he releases me from his steel like hug,'You look just like your mother. The same eyes and the same little nose that I used to love to poke and annoy her too'

I have a small nose? Huh, a thought that never occurred to me till now,'Mother was always more beautiful than me Your majesty. Always'

'Maybe. And stop calling me your majesty! You should be calling me grandpa by now!', he exclaimed.

I let out a small chuckle when I feel a hand grasp my shoulder,'Do you mind uncle Leonard that I borrow your granddaughter for a dance?'

'Of course dear Edward. You're more than welcome to. Mind if I ask your lovely fiancé on the dance floor as well?', Grandpa replies.

'Of course, that is, if you can find her. She seems to have disappeared from the party', Edward tells him.

His cold breath on my bare neck makes me shiver up to the point of feeling numb. Every word he spoke was with utter calm and gentleness; as if we were never angry at each other, almost as if we were friends.

'Well she should have!', Leonard -grandpa - chuckled,'I'm a terrible dancer!'

Leonard laughed and walked away to converse with Rupert.

'May I have this dance your highness?', Edward asked; his hand let out.

'No', I simply answer,'I want nothing to do with you'

'Darling, why deny that you're still hurt by me refusing you? Plus, it's my birthday. Shouldn't you satisfy my every wish for this day?'

'Charming. But you're still a pervert. I'm not hurt. I was, but not now'

He seemed shocked at what I called him,'Pervert? Are you calling me a pervert? I simply asked your hand in a dance'

'Are you that shocked? The respect I showed for you was because you were in a higher position and now that I share the same. I have nothing to be scared of. Now, leave me alone', I threatened.

'I can't go on in this little goose chase any longer. Why can't we be friends? I won't rape you. I'm engaged as you already know. I don't cheat', Edward let out; hurt actually displayed on his usual melancholy eyes.

I felt my heart break as I stared up on them. They were reaching in; grasping my heart in their direct stare.

'Friends... I can deal with that', I utter.