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Chapter Twenty One | LosersXInvitation

Half and half.

The more I searched, the odds of dangerous to normal people was about half and half.

Now I have to avoid half the party.

There were a hundred plus people at least.

There were rose bushes, grass ground, and marble path stones, white clothes circular tables with flower vases and full wine glasses.

A man strode to me quickly.

"Announcing our main guest, Ms. ____," he announced me, raising my arm in the air.

I blushed at the attention and was handed a silver shiny mask.

A guess the party masquerade of sorts, though some people were still easy to make out or didn't bother holding the mask up for long.

"___!" I heard a familiar, over-enthusiastic Hungarian voice call out to me.

I turned around in time for Elizabetta to jump into my arms.

"Oh f-"

"Careful vith her Liz," a deep German accent scolded.

I looked past her and aside from the Austrian man with her last time was another man, much taller with slicked back blonde hair and piercing ice blue eyes.

"Oh, hot damn your hot," I accidentally said out loud. Curse my loose lips and infatuation with German and Russia accents.

He blushed a little which was adorable for someone of his large build and elegant features.

He looked away and Elizabetta laughed at him and brought me over to him to introduce us.

We looked each other in the eyes and something about him seemed so familiar like I saw it every day.

I shook his hand and his grip was much stronger than I'm sure he intended.

I struggled not to wince at the grip and smiled politely.

"____, this is my 'cousin' Ludwig." She introduced.

"____, but you knew that," I said timidly.

He nodded and gestures to his table where the girl in the pink dress sat with a slightly older boy nearly identical to her.

"Lily, Zasch," Elizabetta waved them over.

The older boy seemed annoyed with needing to meet more people.

He held lily by the waist protectively and walked over to us though I would've been fine coming to them.

He threw up his hand to shake mine lazily, not interested in socializing by the looks of it.

"Lily," the sweet, baby voiced, starry-eyed, precious blonde girl introduced herself.

She was God's gift to earth, this beautiful little angel was so precious I nearly forgot that she too had a deathly dangerous aura to her like most of the others.

Her angelic smile was too cute to mask the 'aww' face I made.

I very much wanted to pinch her rosy cheeks but managed to resist the urge.

"Your trio isn't vith you?" Elizabetta asked me, some concern.

"No, they're keeping secrets from me and I'm starting to feel a little unsafe," I admitted sadly, arms crossed and crestfallen.

"Trio?" Ludwig asked, looking away from Roderick whom he'd been conversing with.

"Francis, Antonio, and Gilbert," I answered.