“I must say, you are a wonderful dancer.” Issac gives your hip a gentle squeeze as you both move with grace. His crimson eyes fixed on yours.

You can’t help but feel a connection between the two of you. The way his body presses against yours and the feeling of his warm breath on your neck.

The people watch as you two dance so elegantly on the dance floor. You can feel the jealousy looks gazing in your direction.

You were dancing with the King after all.