|- For Every Girl Who Thinks She's Met Her Prince-|...Well I Have...Literaly. And He Has A Secret. (Prolouge)

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Holy Mother of Crap.
Everybody in the hall is completely silent. I’m not sure if it is out of shock…or fear.

I want to find Clark Kent. Make sure he’s safe. But I don’t dare take my eyes off of the men that just walked in.

“What?” The man who appears to be the leader says. “Don’t stop the party on our account! Go on!”

He scans the room and his eyes land on me.

A slow grin spreads across his face. He begins to walk towards me.

“Ah. You must be the Princess.”

I stand frozen, not sure exactly what to do.

“The one my nephews crazy about.” He whispers.

“Another human girl.” He continues. “Must take after his father.”

He reaches out to touch my face. But I feel myself suddenly pulled back.

At first I want to yell, but immediately my back makes contact with his chest, I know that I’m safe.

I look up at him.

“Alek.” I sigh.

“Hush.” He replies harshly, not even looking at me, but keeping his gaze straight ahead.

“What…Do you want Kaden.”

He gasps in mocked surprise. “Me? Want, anything? Apart from wanting to wish my nephew and his beautiful fiancé good luck in the future…Nothing. Nothing at all. “

Alek is silent for a moment. “You’ve said your congratulations. Now get out.”

“Alek…” The man starts. “Is this anyway to treat your dear uncle…The man that let you stay in his
house when you left this pretty young lady here. All alone?”

I feel Alek stop breathing. He soon begins to shake in anger. I try to pull away from him, in case he needs space, but he just holds me even closer.

“Get. Out.” You can actually hear the violence in his voice.

“Alek…” Kaden starts.

“NOW!” he roars.

“Okay, okay, we’re leaving. C’mon boys. I know when I’m not wanted.” He begins to walk away.
“I’m your uncle, family Alek. And sooner or later you’re going to have to stop hating me.”

“Why?” Alek spat. “You killed my father, YOUR brother!”

“I didn’t kill him!” Kaden yelled in reply.

“But you didn’t save him either.”

Kaden has no response to that.

He sighs and continues to walk, but then stops to turns and looks at me. He winks.
“I’ll be back, Alek. Whether you want it or not. ”

I violent shiver runs through my body.

The men finally leave and much to my dismay, Alek releases his hold on me.

Clark Kent comes running and throws himself at me. I pick him up and start to re assure him that everything is alright. I turn for Alek, but he’s no longer behind me.

I feel a hand on my back. Its Raph again.

“Princess, are you okay?” he asks urgently.

I nod at him, but I’m distracted. I try to look over Raph’s head.

It’s too late though. He’s already gone.

Kaden’s P.O.V

I let out a frustrated cry as I punch into the ground. We’re far enough from the Hall that no one there would notice.

I need to get that boy to trust me.

I need him dead.

“Uh, Kaden?” Striker calls.

“What!?” I snap at him.

He visibly jumps but soon after calms himself. “Nothing, I was just wondering. About the girl? The princess?”
“Uhm…Do we have to kill her? I was hoping that maybe, after we take over, I could maybe keep her and…”

I had him by the neck before he finished his sentence.

“The girl dies. The prince dies. And if you say another word suggesting otherwise.
So will you.”
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The rest of the evening went off pretty much smoothly.

I didn’t see Alek again though…

And Raph was acting strangely. I know I have only known him for about two days but we’ve grown to really like each other. After Alek’s uncle left, he wouldn’t look me in the eye the entire night though, and some reason he kept his distance.

What was wrong?

I fell backwards onto a chair and let out a huge sigh.

Just then my mother came in carrying Clark Kent. He was fast asleep.

“I’m going to take him up to his room,” She whispers. “He’s completely exhausted. I don’t blame him; it’s been a tiring day.”

I nod and she continues to walk up stairs.

As soon as she leaves, Raph enters the room. I jump up in surprise.

“Raph! What are you doing here still? You should be home by now!” I smile though. I’m happy he still wants to talk to me.

For a moment he stares at me, as if making a decision.

Suddenly he smiles and starts taking slow steps towards. “I know.” He replies.

I raise an eyebrow.

“I’m sure your parents are worried about you...”
He continues to move closer. “I know.”

I’m a little bit nervous now.

“They’re probably all like ‘Where Raph and—“

“Rayne.” He interrupts me. He's right infront of me. I can feel his breath on my face.

“R-Raph…” I stammer. “You’re awfully close.”

He leans his face close to mine and whispers.

“I know…"