The gossipers within the innards of the court were stymied. Because amid the swarm, you were waltzing with Kunikuzushi, the aristocratic society’s living hell of a villain to the well-deserved scums.

“I didn’t anticipate that my request to dance wouldn’t go overlooked. I’m honored, truly.”

A hand to your waist and your lower back, a most beguiling cavalier with an acerbic lingo indeed.

He didn’t know if you were foolish or brave. Or perhaps both. Weren't you afraid? How intriguing.