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Chapter 5 - Chapter 5: Cross path.

EARTH.

Brigitta woke up early and got to class pretty early to avoid seeing her parents at the moment. She put her earpiece on and played music from her favorite band while reading a novel.

It wasn't too long before students piled up, crowding the class.

She uttered a sigh as she made to remove the earpiece when the teacher came in with a new student. She wasn't paying attention; rather, she focused her eyes on the ground.

Girl, good morning." Shota embraced her with all smiles. Yeah," Alma said.

"You didn't sleep well last night?" Alma asked, referring to Brigitta. "I didn't; my whole body hurts."

"From working at the hotel?" Shota raised a question: "Yeeeaaahhh, gosh, my father is bent on doing that." They smiled at Brigitta as she growled irritatedly.

Later on, they faced the front upon hearing a deep, husky male voice.

"You can call me Alek." The girls couldn't stop drilling.

"Are we in heaven, babes?" Alma's mentality cleared her eyes, to be certain.

"He's so handsome," she blurted out, eyes on him.

"I can relate, darling," Shota chimed, showing off her white set of teeth.

Brigitta tried to take her eyes off him, but it seemed impossible. She admits he was cute and dreamy; she watched him take his seat, and she noticed he minded no one.

Well, he's probably new here, so...

"Now, girls, let's focus, shall we?" The teacher spoke and pointed at the board, but only a few gave their attention to her.

The commotion couldn't let her teach at all. Brigitta shook her head at them, and it indeed died down after a few seconds or minutes.

Prince Aleksei rather looked outside, not much minding the teacher or the students who wouldn't stop pestering him.

Practically, He's tired of the room; he doesn't know why he's schooling again when he's done with it; why would his father tell him to learn some stupid thing he's not interested in?

It stinks; not everyone loves boring things.

After a while, the bell for lunchtime was rung, and students in a crew walked out to the cafeteria. Brigitta packed her books and then also stepped out with her friends.

"Trust me, I could not take my eyes off," Alma started, mesmerized by Prince Aleksei's cuteness.

"He seems like the quiet one," Shota chirped, all the while Brigitta said nothing until they got to the already-filled cafeteria.

Indeed, there are so many students.

Prince Aleksei stood up and then slanted to a particular spot, having nothing but a flinty expression on.

Students stared at him and the other person who was standing in front.

He kicked the chair to get the other person's attention.

"Hey" Nevertheless, the person stays quiet while clicking his tongue: "What's happening? Is it a battle?" The student's curiosity grew wider. "Probably, you ain't fucking deaf," the person sighed annoyingly while standing up to reveal Prince Logan.

His hands were tucked inside his trouser pockets.

"It's a shame that we're in the same damn school." Prince Aleksei stood tall with Prince Logan. "A shame?" he scoffed.

"Certainly, I'm going to enjoy my stay here because it'll be fun, Prince Aleksei," he said with a sly smugness.

"Don't fucking cross paths," Prince Aleksei gritted. "Too bad I want to see more of you." Prince Logan poked Prince Aleksei's chest.

"Have fun in your stay here, Alek," he smirked and pushed past him, putting his headphones on.

Prince Aleksei snorted angrily.

Seemingly, It's going to be fun.

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YOKEL KINGDOM 

Queen Delia, with a guard, could be seen in her chamber talking privately; she wiggled around, biting her lip at intervals.

"You keep an eye on Prince Logan; inform me of what's happening there." On that command, he bowed, Alright, my queen."

"This conversation shall not reach others, or you know the consequences of splitting."

"Yes, my queen." "Good leave," he bowed, and then exited.

Queen Delia snorted. Now it was her time to strike. If Logan thinks he's got the upper hand, then he must be wrong.

She'll do everything to get rid of him.

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EARTH 

Buttoning his black long sleeve, leaving three to be unbuttoned, he looks so cute and handsome, his pretty golden eyes shown, but then he combed his red hair down.

Prince Logan walked out carrying a black jacket as well.

"Are you going out?" Princess Docia came out from the kitchen in her nightie, and he walked to her to whisper a peck on her cheeks.

Hmm, I've got to meet up with someone." She nods. Alright, should I..." She tailed off when Prince Logan shook his head.

"Not to worry," he said, turning to leave, but Princess Docia called him back. "Zander, I heard what you did to the King; that was rude of you," he said, facing her with a heavy sigh.

"Stop scolding me; it's not like I killed him alright; it was just a beer and nothing so serious," he elaborated and sauntered away. He turned on the engine of his car without waiting on his guard as he drove off.

Princess Docia shook her head. It'll be disastrous taking care of him.

Prince Logan's high speed almost knocked off someone, and the worst was that the police couldn't catch up with him because he's a crazy driver. He halted the car at his destination and got down.

His eyes matched the little cabin, and he walked toward it belatedly. He tardily got hold of the knob, twisted it, and opened it.

"Hello," he almost coughed at the dust and cobwebs, books on the shelf, and a cauldron for potions that could be seen in the little cabin.

"Anyone here?" He's gentle and calm, walking around with a deep scowl.

Hey." Still, he heard himself slightly; he was getting pissed off that the person was taking him for a fool. He displayed a smirk as something entered his head.

He walked to the cauldron that was filled with potions, and on the verge of destroying it, he heard a lady's voice.

"No, don't!!" She was fast enough to come out, saying, "You shouldn't have thought of keeping me waiting." She came into view, her hair so long and white.

Seemingly, she's young like him.

He sighed while deciding to wander around her, piling up the questions that he was about to ask.