Perfect. The music starts, and I step closer to him, giggling like a kid. He offers me his hand like a gentleman, and I couldn't help but take it, looking up at those grey eyes burning holes into me. Kael's grip on his armrest tightens as his eyes drift to our interlocked hands. But I just ignore him and shift my attention to this talented, beautiful man in front of me.
"Give your best," I whisper to him, and he nods, wrapping his arms around my waist.
And the next thing I know, I'm flying and twirling, having the best time of my life. A little fun never hurts, right? And even if it did, I didn't give two shots about it right now. F*** this coronation. F*** his rules. And f*** him.
Astrid's POV
"Oops, I'm sorry," I giggle to apologize, as it was the nth time my right foot stepped on his shoe. But the man didn't mind. Rather, giving me a charming smile, he winked at me.
"It's a pleasure to be stamped by a beautiful woman such as yourself, my lady."