"Thank you, Lady Charlotte, for helping me out earlier. Otherwise, I would have had to come up with a decent excuse to politely and gracefully decline his invitation."
Hearing Astrid's words, a faint light flickered in Charlotte's eyes.
Her arm, which was wrapped around Astrid's waist, tightened slightly, and her fingers gently pinched the tender flesh at Astrid's side.
"How many times have I told you, Little Astr, you don't need to thank me..."
"Well, we're in a ballroom, so it just slipped out."
"Hmm? So you have to keep up formalities with your aunt when we're outside?"
Feeling Charlotte's warm breath against her ear and hearing the slightly coquettish tone in her voice as her red lips parted, Astrid narrowed her eyes. The next second, she heard the woman speak.
"The wind that could carry our voices has been calmed by me, and we're so close that no one else can hear us."
As Charlotte said, this part of the dance required intimate cooperation between the two.
