HADES

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The whole crowd of people were waiting patiently for Sebastian to come and give his long-awaited speech. Even his father was starting to get impatient and went to look for him himself. He did not come far before Patrick took a hold of his arm and stopped him. William pulled his arm back and narrowed his eyes at the guard who had touched him.

"What is this behaviour?" he scowled, fixing his blazer and straightening his back.

"Sorry sir, but your son just went that way. Excuse my bad manners" Patrick said, with a hard face. He was talking mechanically as the fear had completely engulfed him. He was getting flashbacks of all the weapons and bombs that had been appeared for his arrival. He remembered perfectly how the guards had shivered in their boots at just his name and he now understood why. He had managed to sneak into the East, in the biggest party, to do something big. So big that Patrick did not understand why or how it started.

"You are excused" Williams spoke yet again before pushing the young guard out of his way. He bumped his shoulder and sped walked back to where he came back. Patrick, who was left nervous and scared, tried to walk into the venue hall to get his boss and his family to leave.

It was just as he stepped foot into the room, that a hand on his shoulder stopped him. "You seem tense" the same dark voice uttered. Patrick spun back in panic and was met with Hades, wearing Sebasitans blazer and eye mask that decorated his blue eyes beautifully. The guard quickly shook his head and tried to create distance between them. "You know, only you know that I am here. So, if the news falls out of your lips, I will know where to find you" Hades threatened him with a cunning smile on his face. He seemed to be mentally off and Sebastian noted that.

"What did you do with Sebastian?" Patrick dared to ask, before his two seconds of bravery washed away. "I mean, that his father was searching for him. In these parties, they do a dance of celebration before he gives his speech" he continued explaining out of fright.

"I am touched at your care for me, Patrick. And surprised, having in mind that you were lurking streets in the West to kill me" Hades answered confidently as he bit his lip at the sight of Celina in a beautiful yet simple dress. It was white and with her flowy hair, she looked like an angel.

"It was a misunderstanding sir" Patrick was quick to save himself and swallowed thickly as he saw Celina wave at the man beside him. He did not want the princess of the East to fall into the arms of the murderer that stood beside him. Moretti would kill him if he knew.

"Sir? Call me Hades. We are friends, aren't we?" Hades chuckled as he started walking towards Celina who was already walking towards him. The lights were dimmed by now and people nearby watched as the boy and girl met with a hug. Celina, who did not see the hug coming, uncomfortably tried shrugging off the man.

"No one is watching" she whispered to the man, not knowing who was behind the mask. Hades who was still hugging her, placed his face in her neck and inhaled her scent. He had missed her in the short span of time from they had kissed to now. Upon hearing her, he furrowed his brows and pulled back just enough to look at her. Celina did not have the time to look at him before Patrick dimmed the lights even more and took the microphone from a girl beside him, forcefully.

"LET'S HEAR THE MUSIC! ALL COUPLES ON BOARD" He pretended to holler at the crowd and harshly pulled at some of the elegant couples to the dance floor. He was trying his best to blend Hades into the crowd to save his own life. Hades smiled lightly, finding humor in how the guard was helping him out for his own benefit. He liked his work ethics.

"Sebastian" Celina spoke again, as Hades pulled her to the dance floor gently and snaked his arms around her waist. The dance was not planned, but he could not leave before feeling her in his arms just once. He hummed, helping her hands to hold on to his neck. She was distant, and he noticed the odd behaviour she had around her "fiancé". He could swear that she was more comfortable around him in the West.