Dare To Love A Dragon - Chapter 84

Getting dressed for the party, Francis and Alex walked hand in hand into the hall full of people. They looked perfect together and everyone could tell, the smile on Alex’s face brightened the entire room.

Queen Sofia was announced to enter the hall, the guest all stood watching the door to see the beautiful queen that they adored so much. The door opened and the queen walked in with her son the prince of Arimelari. She had her hand wrapped around her, she smiled nervously as they walked.

Mordecai and Malia followed behind them with Avan and Ella. The queen mother was the last to walk into the hall. They all made their way to the high table and took their respective seats.

The King got up from his seat and announced for the party to start. The guests took their seats with the orchestra playing in the background, some guests decided to take to the dance flow and dance.

“You look handsome today,” Sofia said trying to initiate a conversation with his son. Ander acted as though he couldn’t hear her and continued to watch the dancers.

“Ander, your mother is talking to you,” the queen’s mother said to him. She nudged him to talk to the queen.

“I am tired grandma,” Ander responded.

“Being tired is no excuse to be rude. Why won’t you speak to your mother?” Francis asked offended by Ander’s attitude towards Sofia. She of all people didn’t deserve his anger, she had loved him as though he was her child and cared for him.

Unlike before when Ander would immediately take his advice, the boy ignored him and refused to respond.

“Ander,” Alex called out angrily. He didn’t understand how he could be so unfortunate to have such a nightmare for a son. He wasn’t just evil but stubborn and irritating. He could see a great similarity between him and Olivia.” Cant you be respectful to your elders?” he questioned.

“I never had a father to teach me that, so I wouldn’t expect that from me,” he replied indifferently.

His statement made Alexander’s blood boil. He had been tolerating the boy for a day and he already felt like killing him more than he could count. The boy was impossible to handle according to him but for some reason, Francis couldn’t see that. He keeps tending to the boy as though he was a child who needed his care and guidance.

“Ander baby, I know th…”

“I need some fresh air,” Ander said getting up from his seat. He walked out of the hall and stroller to the corridor. “I know how to get what I want but why is it so difficult?” he asked himself.

He kicked a pebble on the ground in anger. He walked around the palace to get the thought of Alex and Francis out of his head, the two were getting too close for his liking. It had only been a day and it was already unbearable for him. The image of them holding hands while walking into the hall was haunting his mind, making his mood sour.

“It should be me,” he said.

He looked up to find that he had walked back to where he started, he found himself outside the ballroom once again. He sighed and pushed the door open and went inside, he could just tune out all the sounds and ignore everyone toll the party was over.

What he saw immediately he entered the ballroom made him halt in his steps. Alex and Francis were having a slow dance in the middle of the room with the guests surrounding them in awe at how good they looked and danced together. They were in perfect coordination with each other.

Ander got hold of the table next to him and accidentally landed his handed on top of a knife. He didn’t seem bothered when he folded his hand tightly around the knife. The knife cut opens his hand and blood started flowing from his hand.

His eyes burned with jealousy and rage watching the two love birds smile at each other as they moved to the beat of the song. His heart ached to watch the person he loved embracing another man so lovingly. It was like the two were rubbing salt on his wounds.

Alexander pulled Francis closer to him as they danced leaving no space between them. Being that close to his beloved he got a whiff of his scent, the scent of which he had missed in so many years. He gazed at Francis whose beauty was elevated with the lights in the room. He looked more beautiful than the first time he had seen the male.

“Like what you see,” Francis teased his face turning red under Alexander’s intense glare.

“Quite a lot,” Alex replied. Francis wrapped his hands around Alexander’s neck pulling him closer to him. He laid his head on Alexander’s chest and closed his eyes to listen to Alex’s heartbeat as they moved to the music.

They found Alex’s heartbeat beating as fast and as loudly as his own. It was as though they were beating to the same rhythm. He tightened his hold on him not ever wishing to part from him again.

“I missed you so much,” he mumbled making Alex smile at his words.

“How much?”

“To the moon and back,” he said sweetly, his sweet melodious voice sounding like music to Alex’s ears.

“And I missed you just as much,” Alexander said lifting him off the ground causing him to gasp in surprise. He held Francis by the waist to keep him up. “This gives me a better view of your face,” he said shamelessly.

Francis looked down embarrassed at how much he was blushing. He looked away from Alex to avoid his eyes, his eyes met the eyes of the guests watching them. He felt even more embarrassed at Alexander’s boldness of flirting with him in public. He bit his lower lip and begged Alex to set him down.

The Queen grandmother watched his son and his son-in-law dancing together so beautifully and smiled. She felt the weight of the guilt that she carried around her heart get lifted. It made her happy that after all these years of being apart their love for each other had not refused one bit.

Avan who stood beside her had mixed feelings about what he was looking at. On one hand, he had to think about and how she would react to what was going on. On the other hand, he was happy to see his father happy. Other than that he felt sad and sorry for Ander, being aware of how the male felt about his father he was only thankful that Ander was not in the ballroom to see the two of them.

He could only imagine what the young prince would do in a fit of rage if he saw Francis with someone else. His eyes wandered around the room to see if his mother had come to the party. He had invited her to come and was not sure whether she was there yet or not. Instead of his mother, his eyes met very familiar angry eyes in the crowd.

He gulped when he recognized the dragon prince’s eyes in the crowd. He followed the line of his sight and caught him watching the King and his father on the dance floor. His heart skipped a beat in his eyes as fear ran down his body. The thought of Ander harming his father in anger terrified him.

“Excuse me,” he said to Ella and walked down to the dancing floor, he moved across the crowd to get to the prince. Hopefully, he could get him out of the room before his anger and jealousy shoot to a level that couldn’t be contained.

Ander didn’t even notice Avan arriving near him, all his eyes could see was Francis and the bright smile on his face. He hated that he smiled like that for someone who wasn’t him, only he was entitled to all of Francis. His eyes glowed and his lips parted slightly, he had a dangerous spell at the tip of his tongue that would destroy the two in front of him forever.

‘If you can’t be with me then I won’t allow you to be with anyone else,’ he thought anger clouding his judgment.

“black moon for…,” he started the spell when his concentration was broken when someone pulled him away. Being caught off guard he couldn’t resist and got pulled out of the room. His vision cleared with his anger calming down a bit.

Avan pulled him to the garden before letting him go. He expected Ander to snap at him and shout at him for what he did but nothing of that sort happened. For a second he thought that he had perhaps grabbed the wrong person and glanced back to check. He released a sigh of relief when he saw Ander standing behind him.

“Aren’t you going to say anything to me?” he questioned unsure of why the prince was silent.

“Why should I? You will hear my voice but won’t understand my words. No one ever does,” Ander said and sat down on the ground.