Part 29

Javier's eyes held her gaze so formidably inching towards her that a shiver ran down her spine. The maid held the look steadily. Celina tried to swallow down the visceral reaction she seemed to have for the Prince. What was it about him that seemed to cut straight through? It was absurd even to be thinking out loud with so many people around them.

Before the Prince could open his mouth, someone cut the invisible line between them. It was a young gentleman, gleaming under the bright light as he stared at Celina. He was waiting to be acknowledged as if they have been friends for a long time.

A second later he bowed down to her, which she reciprocated.

"May I have the honour of dancing with you, Celina?"