Prologue

Prologue:

HE observed the couple dancing in the middle of the large hall. A delicate Cabernet wine glass in his right hand while his cold eyes drink the sigh in front. The masquerade party of this year was not amusing to him—not at all, but the view in front of him sure was. A light smirk touched the corner of his lips as a thought crossed his mind before looking at the other man sitting beside him.

"You think it was right to let them meet again? Are you not afraid he will take her away from you once he recognizes her?" Lorcan asked bobbing his head at the couple.

What came as an answer was only silence of a few seconds but then HE smiled slightly. It would have been a sweet smile, except it wasn't. Lorcan easily spotted the cold dark look in the eyes of his childhood best friend.

"He can try. But it won't happen any time soon. Not when she won't agree to go with him." He answered confidently swirling the wine glass in his hand. The way one of the men in front danced with the most beautiful girl present at this party tonight. The golden light reflected brightly above their masked faces.

Lorcan clenched his hand around his wine glass while keeping his face straight.

"Fate might've let them meet again. But what's the possibility they would end up with each other too?" He mused and watched the couple dancing passionately in the middle of all the couples while getting lost in their world. Just like a fairy tale he once dreamed of as a kid.

"As they say….everything is fair in love and war." He continued grimly while sipping the bitter wine as soon as he watched the two kissing each other unexpectedly in the middle of their dance. Lorcan expected his friend to show any sign of weakness, rather his smirk widened into a grin as he casually leaned back. “Moreover, it is both love and a war.”