The musicians struck a low chord, and the waltz started.
Kai looked at the pale hand offered to him.
Refusing her here was a death sentence.
He reached out and took Millenia's hand could feel her skin was warm, soft, and highly dangerous.
He stepped forward and placed his right hand on the curve of her waist.
The silk of her crimson dress was thin as the heat of her body radiated against his palm.
Millenia stepped into his personal space, leaving almost zero room between them.
'She is too close,' Kai thought to himself, guiding her into the first turn.
'But if I pull away, I look weak. I have to match her game.'
They swept past the watching nobles.
The crowd parted around them.
Men glared at Kai with open jealousy.
Eevy stood near the edge of the room, her hand resting near her hidden dagger, watching their every step.
Kai was supposed to lead the waltz.
But Millenia guided their steps without appearing to lead at all.
