Chapter Thirty-One

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Dozens of other couples swarmed around us, and I found myself recognizing some of the closest faces. My father and mother twirled delicately, executing practice spins flawlessly. Kellic and Anton danced nearby, whispering to each other, grins on both of their faces. Gabrielle and Liam stood side by side near the dais, not participating. Liam's eyes scanned the area shrewdly.

Carson again proved to be an excellent dancer and I took my cues from him. His hand behind my shoulder guided me when I got too far separated or didn't anticipate his next step.

When he pulled me in close to him he spoke to me, his breath warm against my ear. "So, you're about to officially be a princess in vampire society. What do you think?" He asked. The playful smile he held still dancing on his face, sending chills of pleasure down my spine.

I paused, debating on how to say the words. "It's...a bit overwhelming," I finally replayed, watching him as he nodded, smiling.

"I would imagine it would be for anyone not raised in the court."

He spun me away from him in a delicate spin, not releasing my hand clutched in his. Then he spun me back, pressing my chest against his and putting his hand along my back again.

"Are there other Magicks?" I asked, "Not in the court I mean?"

He nodded gently. "Yes, there are. There are plenty of 'normal' people in vampire society. The court is specifically for royalty and their houses."

His hand felt so warm in mine as we spun about, my steps quickly matching his now. He looked down at me, no longer struggling to keep up with him and loosened his grip at my back.

"You're getting better," he said, his eyes roving admiringly over my body.

"You're an excellent teacher," I replied, gazing up at him.

He laughed and the world seemed to fall away from the jingling sound of it until we were alone, dancing elegantly and enjoying the feel of each other's touch.

"I don't know about that," he responded, "But I thoroughly enjoy teaching you what I can." His grin was wicked, his eyes hungry, for just a moment before the playful look returned.

"Well, I have thoroughly enjoyed being taught," I returned and we shared a sly gaze filled with longing.

There was a long moment of comfortable silence between us and I couldn't help my mind drifting to Will.

In Will's Junior year of high school, he hadn't had a date to prom. Kellic has been adamant that he attend but he hadn't wanted to go alone. I had told him that I had two left feet and didn't know a dance from a hole in the wall but that I'd happily attend with him. He had been elated and the image of his overjoyed smile still frequently appeared in my mind.

We'd had an amazing night, family and friends all coming together just to have some fun. The dance had actually stirred my involvement in techno and house music which proved to be quite valuable when working with DJ Sean to choose music mixes for the club.

Will didn't have the dance gene like it seemed Carson did but he wasn't half bad either. We shied away from slow dances, enjoying our time dancing raucously with our friends and Kellic to fast thumping beats instead.

Will carried fun in his blood. Whatever room he entered lit with happiness and joy. Any game he chose to partake in became more thrilling and exciting. He had his serious moments too. He had a hand in making me the woman I was but that goofy grin was never far from the surface.

I hadn't realized I had started crying until Carson lifted my chin and gazed down at me. "Hey, it's alright. What's wrong?" He asked, tucking close to me and preventing others from seeing my tears, which I greatly appreciated. I didn't need to make a scene and draw the attention of hundreds of vampires. I needed to hold up the image of a strong successor to the throne.

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