Izaak smiled to see how his brother would make others terrified in Alora’s presence.
“Your Highness, this is my-” Her words caught off in her mouth as Magnus placed his finger on her lips.
“Her wedding is over. Now, I will do as I desire,” Magnus declared, making his way towards the grander stage constructed on the other side for dancing.
Norman glanced in their direction and noticed Alora without her blindfold. Concerned, he immediately informed Rhea, thinking she might intervene. However, Rhea chose not to interfere. She believed Alora deserved to enjoy these moments of her life, and Magnus served as a protective presence, ensuring nothing wrong would happen in his presence.
As the guests noticed Alora without her blindfold for the first time, whispers rippled through the crowd. “The Princess is exceptionally beautiful,” murmured one guest after another.
Meanwhile, Eugene and Venus had already taken their place on the platform prepared for the dance. As the music started, they began their graceful movements, drawing others to join them. Soon, even their parents joined in, adding to the joyous atmosphere of the dance floor.
However, as Magnus and Alora stepped onto the dance floor, a hush fell over the crowd, bringing the dancing to a sudden stop, including the groom and bride themselves.
“You claimed your sister lacked beauty,” Eugene remarked to Venus, caught off guard by Alora’s presence. “But she is no less than a goddess,” he whispered in awe.
Venus’s heart burned with jealousy, her grip on Eugene’s shoulder tightening, drawing his attention to her. “You shouldn’t praise another woman in front of me,” she declared.
“I’m only complimenting your sister. Nobody has ever seen her without the blindfold. She is quite graceful, but you are no lesser than that,” Eugene reassured her.
“Please resume your dances. There’s no need to get distracted by us. Alora won’t look at anyone, so you all are safe,” Magnus interjected.
Alora felt nervous, her heart pounding against her chest. She sensed all eyes were suddenly on her, a situation she hadn’t anticipated.
When Magnus stood in front of her, she met his gaze. He drew her close and guided her right hand to rest on his shoulder.
“The other couples had resumed their dances,” Magnus observed.
“What do I need to do?” Alora inquired, seeking guidance.
“Trust me,” Magnus replied with assurance. With a swift motion, he swirled her, causing Alora to gasp in surprise before he smoothly executed a dip, catching her off guard.
She ended up smiling because her heart filled with a joyous feeling she never got before.
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While Venus made Alora feel pathetic, Magnus made her feel at the top of the sky. The dance truly brought happiness to her. Her entire being was in bliss, filling her with ecstasy.
Their dance ended soon bringing applause from the guests present there. Alora couldn’t believe the people cheered for them, but it might be because of their royal status.
“No. They liked our dance. We stole the limelight,” Magnus asserted. His fingers trailed her side face before tucking the few hair strands behind her ear. “You learn fast. I knew you were special since the moment I saw you,” he whispered.
Alora smiled at him while having watery eyes. His thumbs ran over her eyes, causing them to flutter. “It’s the time for us to leave for the palace,” he said.
“Yes,” Alora agreed to him. Although, the words that Venus told her hadn’t completely left her mind, the warmth from Magnus overpowered her mind. She heard the people whispers finally, saying how beautiful she was. Such a compliment she never heard before.
“I should put on the blindfold,” Alora said.
“I will help you.” Magnus reached out to her eyes and gently tied the blindfold to her eyes. “I hate seeing you in this,” he murmured.
They were finally back to their seats, where Izaak already awaited them.
“When did you learn to dance?” Izaak asked. “I thought you hated it,” he stated. Alora was surprised to learn that.
“I hated the women who would ask me out to dance in the ball,” Magnus replied.
“You kept all of us in the dark. So, when did you learn it?” Izaak queried.
“After meeting my wife,” he promptly replied.
“Really? His Highness learned the dance for me,” Alora felt blissful to hear that.
“Yes. I wanted to dance with you,” Magnus answered. “I didn’t know we would get a chance today.”
Norman and Rhea came to them once again to tell them the feast would start soon. “I have arranged blood for His Highnesses,” Norman asserted, “with Chamberlain Tobias’ help.”
“That wasn’t needed,” Magnus remarked.
“We could not let the princes return without having anything in the wedding,” Norman humbly opined.
“That’s good. I’ve been craving for blood here,” Izaak suddenly remarked. His tongue traced his lips, showing his hunger.
Norman gulped to hear the eldest prince and told them they should follow them to the feast hall. Rhea was quick to help Alora stand up and took her ahead of them while the princes walked behind them, specifically with Norman.
“You dance so beautifully, Alora. Did Prince Magnus teach you? I was so delighted to see you smile with your heart,” Rhea told her daughter.
“Prince Magnus is a great dancer. I only trusted him,” she truthfully answered her mother.
Rhea wanted to ask her why she cried earlier, but she felt she should ask it some other time. “How are the things between you and the prince? Have you two proceeded ahead in the marriage?” She queried.
“What does Mother mean by that?” Alora inquired.
“It’s my fault for not speaking with you about this. I’ll tell you once the wedding feast is over,” Rhea replied and placed her free hand on her daughter’s head. “It makes me delighted to see you smile.”
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