"Entering Prince Kanan Grimoard and Lady Lilith." The announcer's voice sounded loudly across the ballroom as we walked inside.
From the moment we passed the threshold the crowd spread before us, making space for us. The gasps and murmurs surrounded us with every step we took towards the ballroom center. Of course, it would be a huge understatement to claim that the commotion wasn't caused solely by my stunning dress and necklace. I bet that sexy and confidently looking in his black tuxedo Kanan draw as much attention as my neckline with a shiny emerald marking between my breasts. Nonetheless, people weren't staring at us so attentively because they found us the hottest couple in the room but because he was a mixed-breed, and I was a human and we dared to hold our heads high.
We were slowly moving forward until we found ourselves in front of the throne podium, where all the guests were expected to bow to the King and the Queen and show their respects. My guts flipped inside out at the thought that I would have to lower my head to Elora, but I had to keep my part of the act.
I stopped and immediately locked my eyes on Sariel. Then I bowed down gracefully as I practiced it for more than half an hour in my chamber. The Manolo Blahnik's heels slenderized my legs perfectly. As I let the going-high slit reveal one of them while bowing, Sariel's eyes fired up with lust. I smirked and briefly gazed at Elora. Her eyes burned as well… They burned with fury. She was so tense she resembled a statue. I was quite certain that she wished for her gaze to be as deadly as possible, but it had little effect on me. On the contrary, I drew a strange thrill from daring her. I had to say that even though I was literally playing with fire, the satisfaction I felt was rewarding enough to bear an extra risk.
Sariel's stare was flooded with lewdness, but lust wasn't the only thing I saw in his expression. When his eyes went to Kanan I knew he wanted to kill him merely because Kanan was holding my hand. I could see his claws growing and digging into the throne's armrests. I knew that Kanan felt intimidated by the King's stare, but I hardly held my laughter. I wanted to see Sariel squirm inside. I wanted his blood to boil when he saw me with another man. Was that childish? Yes. Was it selfish? Greatly. But I wanted to make him have a taste of how it felt like for me to see him with that woman by his side. I guess, I succeeded.
"You may rise," Sariel finally spoke, clearing his throat.
I straightened, intentionally pushing my chest slightly forward while looking into his eyes. He clenched his lips painfully as if he wanted to prevent himself from saying something inappropriate. I kept my mask of politeness, giving him a kind and respectful smile, pretending not to see that his eyes had stripped me naked at least ten times already.
Kanan slightly squeezed my hand as a sign for me not to prolong this situation that he found quite uncomfortable. I chuckled inside my mind and gently nodded my head towards the King… and the so-called Queen, and Kanan did the same. After that we walked to the side of the ballroom, giving space for other guests to greet the King.
As soon as we stepped aside, I felt someone's hand patting my shoulder. I turned around.
"That was awesome!" Dominique giggled, rapidly tramping into a place like an excited child.
"You saw that?" I asked, embarrassingly.
She looked me up and down with a proud and coquettish smirk. "I have to say that I did an amazing job picking this dress, and you worked that gown fabulously, honey."
"Thank you," I chuckled, then looked around, wondering, "Where is Gabriel?"
"Oh, he just used some lame excuse that he had to find "someone", and then he just ditched me. So I'll just kick his ass once I find him," she grinned viciously.
"I already feel sorry for him," I laughed, observing Dominique's eyes already burning up, ready for sweet revenge. "Once again, thank you for your help." I smiled and gave her a little bow.
"I think I have never seen my brother so turned on and on the verge of losing control. He looked like he could have taken you where you stood!" She laughed out loud.
"Dominique, please…" I lowered my voice, "There are people around us."
She chuckled, trying to wave off my embarrassment, then her eyes landed on Kanan, who stood beside us, holding his laughter. "Speaking of other people… Greetings, Prince Kanan." She bowed down, smiling flirtatiously.
I cringed, watching that. It looked weird. I thought that Dominique was into girls, and girls only. Yet the weirdest part of it was Kanan's reaction. He slowly scanned her from head to toe, and when his eyes traveled back to her face, he gave her a meaningful, sly smirk. My jaw almost dropped.
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