The Love of a Prince

Chapter 8. The Unexpected Meeting

"Don't want to go ahead ? To the dance floor ?" ask Charlotte.

"No, you're just." Reject Laura while shaking her head.

Charlotte stood up and pulled Laura's hand. "Come on Ara, not for long."

Laura was forced to stand following Charlotte who continued to pull her up in the middle of a crowd of people who were moving to follow the sound of DJ music.

Charlotte forces Laura to sway with her making Laura laugh and forced to move even though not as active as her best friend Charlotte, without realizing the gaze of someone from afar who had been watching them from the moment they entered.

Tired of moving for more than ten minutes, Laura decided to return to their table. Feeling observed Laura circulated her gaze the entire corner of the room. His gaze stopped at the table in the corner of the room, the lighting was more dim than anywhere else in the room.

Laura squinted her eyes looking intently at the person at the table. There were several men who were accompanied by each woman who stuck like gum on each man.

Because the dim lighting makes Laura not clear who they are.

Not my business, why should I be busy watching those who are cool with their women.

Laura snorted annoyedly with herself who was busy taking care of other people's affairs.

Waiting for Charlotte unknowingly the drink in her hand had run out. Laura was about to call back the waiter to order back her drink but she did not see the waiter who was near her table.

I'd better go straight to the bartender's desk to order a drink because it looks like Charlotte's still a long time to see she's rocking with the stranger.

"Excuse me Miss."

Laura was slightly surprised by the presence of the waiter beside her carrying a glass filled with drinks on top of the little gutter in her hand.

"Yes, why ?" asked Laura curiously.

"It's a drink for you." The waiter answered while putting the glass on Laura's table.

"But I didn't order it." Laura was confused. "Maybe the wrong table." Laura added.

"Your name is Laura Clarissa George." The servant said his full name.

Laura nodded confused by the situation that was going on. "It's my name."

"This drink is a gift from the Master who was at the table." The waiter explained while pointing at the dim table the waiter meant.

Laura follows the servant's index finger and the table in question is the table from which Laura had seen and penasaran right.

The man sitting in the middle raised his glass to signal Laura who was staring at him.

"Who is the man among them who gave the drink ?" laura asked the waiter.

"The man says if you ask who gave just say of Albert your future husband." The waiter delivered a message.

Laura was glued to her place, not expecting and expecting a man who did not want to be met instead met with her in an unexpected place.

"Tell him I don't drink alcohol." Reject Laura pushed the cocktail glass softly in front of her.

The waiter was forced to take back the drink he had placed on the table.

"I'll excuse you then."

"Wait !" Laura held the waiter.

"Why Miss ?"

"I want a mocktail."

"All right, Miss, I'll bring you." The waiter turned back to Prince Albert's desk.

Laura did not turn her head and was curious about Prince Albert's reaction after hearing his message, Laura's gaze just stared ahead at Charlotte who was still on the dance floor.

Not long after, Laura's order comes along with Charlotte, who seems exhausted.

"You want a glass too ?" laura asked, looking at Charlotte sitting next to her.

"Yes can."

"Okay, I'll bring you." Said the waiter and turned away.

"Charlotte." Call Laura asking for her best friend's undivided attention.

"What's up ?" Charlotte looked at.

"There's him here."

Charlotte frowned, confused. "Who ?"

"Prince Albert, he's right here in the corner of the room." Laura told without looking in the direction she meant.

"really ?" Charlotte was curious.

"Don't look there !" Laura immediately stopped the movement of Charlotte's head who wanted to turn her head in the direction Laura meant.

"Why is it ?" Charlotte said in surprise.

"I don't want him to think I'm affected by his being here."

"O... So. Then how do you know he's here ? While the place was sitting very dim." asked Charlotte glanced briefly at the place where Prince Albert was sitting.

"She had the waiter give me a cocktail that I immediately refused because I happened to not drink alcohol."

"That means he's seen you here a long time ago." Guess Charlotte.

"Maybe." Laura said cute.

"I saw him with his friends and with a girl dressed in sexy."

"You can see it clearly ? Though the lighting there is very dim." Laura asked in amazement.

"Well, my eyes are as sharp as an eagle when it comes to this." Charlotte said proudly.

Laura smiled amusedly at the manner of her best friend. "You're this, there's just nothing." Laura said a head bobble.

"How long has the drink come." Charlotte's complaint changed the conversation.

"You just wait for your drink here, I'll go to the toilet first." Laura stood up from her chair.

"All right."

Laura walked past Prince Albert's desk without turning her head or glancing as if she did not know where they were.

Arriving in the toilet, Laura washes her hands and repairs her habits and her slightly messy hair. The state of the toilet is silent no one but himself makes it more free to rearrange his long black hair.

"Better to just describe." Heavy male voice from the door.

Laura was surprised to look towards the voice. "What are you doing here ?" Laura stared in disbelief at Prince Albert who was in the female toilet.

"I want to talk to you." Prince Albert replied casually, walking up to Laura who was still glued to her place.

"But why should it be here ?! this is the ladies' room !. What if someone comes in ?" Laura asked still in disbelief.

Prince Albert stopped right in front of Laura. "Not to be so nervous about it Ara." Prince Albert said with a mocking smile.

"I'm not nervous, I'm not in the wrong place." Ketus Laura did not like the name Ara coming out of her mouth.

Prince Albert stretched out his hand rubbing Laura's long hair.

Laura reflexes backwards, not liking the physical contact that occurred between them.

Prince Albert ignored Laura's sudden backward movements that disliked his touch and kept wiping Laura's long black hair.

"In the future don't dress like this and don't roll your hair like that." Prince Albert said in a displeased tone.

"We're not married so your majesty can't manage me." Laura still said with a tinge.