Rorden led me to the center of the ballroom, where hundreds of eyes followed our every step. Some shimmered with envy, others with ridicule, and a few gleamed with speculation, trying to unearth my true intentions.
Behind me, I could feel the weight of three particular gazes. Two belonged to Xavier and Xander. The last, without question, had to be Cassian.
I slipped through the sea of nobles and caught sight of him standing beside a young woman who shared his platinum hair and amber eyes. His expression was more amused than concerned.
Right. He knew just how dreadful I was at dancing. Probably waiting for me to crush Rorden's toes into dust in sweet revenge.
"Where are your eyes wandering to, Princess of Alpengard?" Came a thorny voice at my ear.
I pulled my gaze back, focusing on the man I was supposed to be dancing with. Rorden's frown made it clear he didn't enjoy being ignored. I offered him a small smile, gentle enough to soothe but still bearing my usual arrogance.
