Her arms were hooked around the neck of the man across from her, his hands holding her waist tightly. The two looked at each other and smiled.
Just as they were getting into the rhythm of the dance, Sean approached with two soldiers and surrounded them.
The young man took the hint, glanced at Sean, and sheepishly let go of Ashley Bowen, then fled.
Ashley Bowen was left standing there all alone, and she laughed self-deprecatingly.
"His Majesty requests your immediate return." Sean made a gesture of invitation, his hand pointing toward a figure in the distance.
Yuri Sinclair was leaving the VIP section and heading for the exit.
'Leave? The show is just getting started. How can I leave now?'
She stood there stubbornly and said coldly, "I'm not done having fun. You can tell him to go back by himself!"
"His Majesty said that if you do not return, the three of us will follow your every move."
