Ellie Miller finally persuaded Leangor to give up on the idea of experimenting with Elven form or human subjects.
After the grand banquet, it was time for dancing.
The castle hall filled with cheerful dance melodies.
The Duke rose, slightly bowing to Ellie Miller, "Do I have the honor to invite you for the opening dance, my lady?"
Ellie Miller swallowed the cherry cheese cream roll in her mouth, utterly baffled, never said anything about dancing!
No!
She hadn't learned!
The Swan Castle incident is one thing!
Why is there another unexpected attack this time?!
His blue eyes seemed to be filled with crushed stardust, "Will you?"
He lowered his voice, leaning close to Ellie Miller's ear, whispering earnestly, "Everyone's watching, give me some face, Ellie."
Ellie Miller couldn't resist this!
Under the temptation of 'male beauty,' she groggily placed her hand in the Duke's palm.
"But I haven't learned how..."
"No problem, just step on my feet like last time, I'll lead you."
