The first dance

Zephara took my hand and helped me to my feet. "It's time for the first dance of the ball," she announced, her eyes twinkling with excitement. "And my wife and I will lead it."

The guests parted, forming a large circle around the dance floor. The musicians tuned their instruments, creating an atmosphere of anticipation. I felt a rush of nervous excitement as Zephara led me to the center of the room.

The lights dimmed slightly, casting a romantic glow over the space. Zephara's hand was warm and reassuring in mine, her touch sending a thrill through my body.

We stopped in the middle of the dance floor, facing each other. Zephara's gaze locked onto mine, her eyes filled with love and a hint of mischief. "Are you ready, my queen?" she asked softly.

I nodded, feeling my heart race. "Always, my love."