His voice sounded apologetic, but his movements hadn't faltered. He took the First Princess of Jeova into a spin, increasing the tempo of their movements.
"Hmph. It doesn't matter. She's not going to choose him anyway. It's all a show," the Crown Prince whispered, turning his eyes away. His focus returned to the beauty in his arms.
SophiaCat's eyes trembled as she stared into his eyes.
"What is it? Are you afraid of my anger?"
"N-no…" SophiaCat shook her head and looked down.
It didn't take a genius to understand what his words meant.
"You seem unhappy. Do you want to take a break?"
"Y-yes… please…"
The Crown Prince stopped dancing with her. He held her hand, pulling her back to their table. She meekly followed and didn't dare to show any signs of disobedience.
She snuck a glance behind her towards Maia's table, not finding the man who was supposed to save her.
"…"
