Chapter 162: Meeting At The Palace (1)
The sun was setting behind the massive grand palace as Cassian, Orson, and Elian made their way towards the entrance of the beautified grandeur, elegantly dressed in their finest noble attires as they stood in front of the main door, feeling a sense of anticipation as they knew what awaited them on the inside.
Each of them had carefully selected their finest masks to wear for the occasion, ones that would partially hide their ethereal faces and add an air of mystery to their entrance. Cassian had chosen a sleek black mask with gold trim, while Orson had gone with a more intricate design that featured delicate lacework and shimmering jewels.
Elian had opted for a simple, yet elegant silver mask that complemented his piercing leaf-green eyes.
The palace was illuminated by hundreds of candles, casting a warm glow on the stone walls and marble pillars. The sound of orchestral music filled the air, mingling with the chatter of special guests arriving for the charity ball as they made their way past the trios.
"I’m not doing this anymore, I changed my mind." The frightened Orson already turned to take his leave when Elian effortlessly grabbed him by his collar, bringing him back.
"Relax, you won’t even see them."
"How’s that supposed to make me feel better??? What if I get possessed?!!" Orson could feel his body shudder at the thought of having to become one of those ugly-looking creatures, he could feel his stomach churn just by thinking about it, and Elian’s cold gaze certainly wasn’t doing anything to calm him down.
"If you do get possessed and become a vessel, that gives me enough reason to kill you without much hesitation, and I’ll make sure you’re dead, so stay with us, and do the best you can to avoid it." He whispered in an impish threatening tone before releasing Orson’s collar.
"Ah...you..!" Before Orson could utter a word of complaint, Elian rudely looked away as he stood beside Cassian with his hands tucked in his trouser pocket, deliberately ignoring Orson who found it even more offensive.
"Animal." He cursed underneath his breath before adjusting his collar.
"Did we make you three wait for too long?" Madeline and Inna approached the three gentlemen who were waiting for them at the entrance, and Cassian wasted no time hooking his wife’s arm around his, making a sudden blush creep onto her cheek since she wasn’t expecting him to get clingy.