The Commander’s 15-year-old son couldn’t sleep, so he snuck out and wandered to Coin Rush Casino during its After Dark hours. Inside, he was stunned to see sovereigns, gangsters, politicians gambling, and dancers on poles—one of them being Blanc.

After finishing her set, Blanc noticed him and hurried over, her white heels clicking. She grabbed his shoulders, turning him around.

“Young Pit Boss? What are you doing here?” The white-haired Dancer asked, her light Ember eyes narrowing. “Couldn’t sleep? Don’t worry, I’ll keep an eye on you tonight...”

It seemed Blanc would be his dancer—and watchful protector—for the evening.