The Dark Side Of Fate Chapter 697

He had a masculine scowl on his face and looked very uncomfortable. But he was pretty for a manly woman. Everyone tried not to laugh. I battled it.

They had dyed his hair and worn his brown contact lenses. His face was clean-shaven, and they wore him a peach sundress with a hat. He looked like a pretty manly woman, but he looked like a woman, which was the point of everything.

"What are we waiting for?" Erik asked impatiently. He was eager to get it over with to get out of the dress. I heard some people snickering and shut my lips together, smiling because I was holding myself. They were kind enough to wear him sandals, but he walked like a man still.

"Which van am I in?" He asked, trying to figure out which of the four vans he would join.

"You are with me," I heard Amelia say sternly. She spoke as if it were nothing. I guess she and Leo did not want him to feel more uncomfortable.

"Uncle Erik, you look pretty," Nelson said, and Erik punched him in the stomach and moved to the second van where the nurses were.

"You and Tamia are with us," Leo said, and I could not believe I would be sitting in the same van with 'Erika'.

"I hope Erika won't be mad," I said, and everyone laughed. Erik was in the van, so there was no point in controlling ourselves. He looked hilarious.

Tamia squeezed my hand while we sat side by side in the van. We tried not to let our eyes stray to Erik, but it could not be helped. His scowl wasn't helping matters either.

"You know if you soften your face a bit, you will look better," Amelia said to Erik gently.

"I do not want to look better. I want to get out of the dress," he said, and Amelia nodded and ignored him.

We arrived at the airport, and the staff and passengers greatly respected Leo and Amelia. Our disguise had worked because no one noticed us.

One person that stood out was 'Erika'. People were pointing and murmuring. Erik tried to walk as femininely as possible, but it made him seem unladylike.

We got to the checking point, and two actual Kappas went to check us in. Once that was done, we headed to the boarding gate.

Leo had chartered a plane. He did not want to use his jet so it won't be rigged with bombs. Flying commercial was our best bet. We boarded the flight with ease and relaxed.

"That was a breeze," Marcel said. Theodore and David agreed with him.

"Now all that is remaining is getting past Lucland Airport security and paparazzi," Vino said, kissing Claudia's hand where they sat side by side with Claudia at the window seat.

"Paparazzi?" Erik exclaimed, and I noticed Leo cover his face. He must have hidden that part from the man.

"You didn't tell me anything about Paparrazi," Erik said, sounding as if he had been deceived.

"Well, now you know," Amelia said, and he growled at her. She growled back.

"You can jump off if you like. Wearing a dress isn't as big a deal as you try to make it seem. I do it all the time," She said as if it were the same thing. It made all of us laugh.

"There are some cultures where men wear dresses, you know. Get over it," She said, sounding a bit short, and I knew it was the pregnancy hormones.

Leo caressed her hands gently so she could calm down.

"No one knows you, Erik; no one will care. You might get into a photo or two, but it won't be as yourself", Dominic said, trying to ease his mind, but Erik wasn't buying it. Amelia had intimated him a bit, and he did not look happy.

The flight was smooth, and we finally landed at the airport.

Since we were kappas, we would have to get our luggage ourselves. So we waited while one of the real Kappas showed the immigration airport officials the pass I had signed.

They took it from them for verification, returned it, and told us we were cleared.

People started taking photos of Leo and Amelia when we exited the airport.

They ignored us completely, so we could board the vans Uncle Lucas sent to get us to the airport.

Amelia was so mean that she held on to Erik while the people took pictures of her. He was supposed to be her maid, which was understandable, but I knew she wanted him to get into the photos.

He maintained his scowl, and some people laughed at him.

If only he wasn't scowling and he walked gently, no one would have laughed, but his unwillingness to act the part had turned him into a clown. I wondered if Amelia realised Erik was her uncle and that she should be nicer to him. I doubted she cared about things like that. She would have made a fine Lord.