Evelyn, almost spellbound by words and actions, gave a slow nod as she uncrossed her arms and placed her gloved hand in his. Ivan's fingers curled around hers and he gently guided her towards the dance floor.
All the people who witnessed the spectacle had their eyes nearly pop out of their sockets and would have rolled on the ground in shock if it were socially acceptable.
Grapes and murmurs echoed throughout the ballroom, for Prince Ivan had never taken any lady to the dance floor. What was happening now felt like one of those rare, once in a lifetime phenomena. Jealousy and envy radiated towards both Ivan and Evelyn, as even with both their faces hidden behind masks, they were undeniably the most beautiful couple one had ever seen.
Meanwhile, Drake who had been gleeful since the moment Evelyn had a sip of drugged wine was absolutely livid to see her being elegantly escorted by Ivan onto the dance floor.
His mind screamed only one thing, what the hell was Ivan doing here?
