Chapter 31 Our Last Dance

• The grand ballroom was ablaze with a dazzling array of lights, the chandeliers casting a mesmerising glow on the first set of dancing couples for the night right in the middle of the room. Jewellery glowed everywhere I looked, on the necks and wrists of the ladies, and on the suits of the men too. It was a really disorienting sight.
• As I mingled through the crowd, a glass of wine in hand, letting him fulfil his duty as the Alpha King with each gracious greeting. It was an exhausting task, navigating the sea of faces, engaging in polite conversation, and maintaining a smile and an air of effortless charm. But I understood the importance of these social gatherings, the obligations that came with my position.
• Even if I disliked the noblemen and women who tried to kiss up to him, and to introduce him to their demure daughters.