You were in the ball room with your hands on his shoulder and his around your waist. Neither of you looked like you wanted to be there but to keep up a reputation, you have to make sacrifices.

This dance has been a pain in the ass as some would say. The non-stop questions and the occasional dance partner stepping on your foot was not pleasant. But Scara didn’t seem to be enjoying this either.

"Allow me to excuse myself.." He said before walking out of the room and dragging you along.