End of the Royals [ON HOLD]

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Silence fell upon the once talkative group when the door opened and their eyes focused on the people who dared intrude their private spot.

I took that moment to scan the room. It was a grand room, spacious and spread out. The walls were a gold colour with a white base and the floor was covered by a deep red carpet. A brightly lit crystal chandelier hung about the pristine round glass table that was lined with 9 leather chairs, exactly enough for all the Kings and Queens to sit around.

Embellished on the table was what looked like a logo. There was a shield with lions and roses surrounding it, on the shield were crowns and chess pieces. Underneath the shield was a flowing ribbon with the latin words, "Lustitiae super sanguinem".

A bar took up the space along the wall, to the left of the table. Alcoholic drinks were placed on the shelves that were nailed to the wall while plush bar stools framed the polished bar table that stretched enough for a bunch of people to sit by it.

On the other side, there was a large TV which took up most of the space on the wall. In front of it was a coffee table surrounded by velvet couches, a couple chairs and a love seat.

But none of that glamour of house decor seemed to interest me. No, it was the single framed photo which had its own wall in-between the bar and the seating area. It was too far away from where I was standing so I couldn't make it out properly but it looked like there were 6 people sitting at the exact table that was in front of me.

"What is she doing here?" A cold voice finally asked. I immediately knew it was Vivienne Grey's.

I drew my attention away from the room and to the people actually in it. The Royals were spread across the room, clad in designer clothes just to flaunt their wealth and beauty. The Tesler triplets were sitting at the bar with drinks in their hands, Ryan, Serena and Brent sat at the glass table while Vivienne took her place on Zachary's lap on the love seat. All of them had expressionless faces.

I glanced at India, expecting her to answer the question.

"Who is doing what here?" India looked around confused until she saw me, "Oh right, Alexandra."

I saw Vivienne roll her eyes, "Alright, who let Indy have alcohol."

"I thought it would be funny, plus she asked for some," Mischief was evident in Brent Heath's eyes, "It is her party after all."

I raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything. I wanted to see how this whole thing would play out.

"Everyone meet Alexandra Rowan, Alex meet everyone." The drunk girl, barely standing next to me, gestured.

Before I could even open my moth to respond, the eldest Tesler triplet was shaking my hand.

"Mike Tesler, I know you'll remember it because of the amount of times I'll get you to scream it tonight," He winked as he kissed the back of my hand.

I bit my lip to stop me bursting out laughing at his attempt of flirting.

"Cut it out Michael, she isn't going to sleep with you," Serena picked at her nails until she looked up at me to give me a curt nod, "Serena Davidson."

I smiled back, not because of her introduction but because I knew of her cute little crush on the boy who still had his lips on my hand.

I pulled my hand away from his grasp and subtly wiped it on the bottom of my dress, "Nice to meet you both."

My eyes flickered the remaining triplets who were trying to suppress their laughter at their elder sibling making a fool of himself.

"I'm sorry that was ridiculous," Missy ended up letting lose her laughter and waved once she caught her breath, "I'm Missy the middle child of the Tesler's."