CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
Tatiana felt that something was wrong.
She went to the other side of the room where there aren’t many people to find a place to sit at but there were no chairs available.
She looked around when she felt that someone was staring at her but when she looked at Elliot and Morgan, they were talking with other kids. When she turned to look at Bjorn whose head was taller than anyone else’s, he was also talking to a friend.
“A pleasant evening, your highness.”
The princess felt a shiver run down her spine. She knows that voice, she knows that voice very well. She slowly turned around and a gentleman with a pleasant smile bowed respectfully.
“I have had my eyes set on you this evening,” he said, “you truly are beautiful.”
Tatiana felt sick. This person, though he see
