"Mwah!" The girl planted another playful kiss on the Captain's cheek, leaving him more flushed than a man drowning in wine.
"My lord, my lord, I can't believe the sight," Rhymes exclaimed, stepping forward from behind the Captain. "It seems that Prince isn't the only one who died tonight—our poor Captain has been slain by affection!"
The crowd erupted into a roar of laughter, the ballroom echoing with the merriment of the extravagant spectacle they had all witnessed. The Captain, now wandering aimlessly in a daze, stumbled like a drunken fool, mumbling incoherently as his face remained a crimson shade.
"What an extraordinary night!" one noble proclaimed, his words met with cheers of agreement from the rest of the assembly.
As the applause began to fade, Prince stepped forward and extended his hand toward Silvio. "Silvio," he said with a grin, his tone warm yet playful, "would you care to join me in this dance?" Grabbing Silvio by the shoulder, he pulled him closer.
