Chapter 215: The First Dance Lesson
Lyria's POV
Lucian chuckled.
"You have nothing to say?" he asked.
I shook my head.
"No," I admitted. "I d-do not."
He stepped closer. Not close enough to be improper, but close enough that I could see the quiet amusement lingering in his blue eyes.
"Then stop thinking so much," he said. "I merely wish to help you. Focus on that. Not on whether this is appropriate according to... well, according to you."
I opened my mouth to argue.
Closed it.
Opened it again.
But nothing came out.
He was right. I had been thinking about propriety. About what the Queen would say. About whether this would be misconstrued. About a dozen other concerns that had nothing to do with dancing and everything to do with survival.
I exhaled.
"How are we e-even going to dance?" I asked. "I doubt a-anyone present c-can play the keyboard."
Lucian tilted his head.
"Must one learn to dance with music?"
I frowned.
