Chapter 11

"I am Sabastine, may I have this dance?" he asked with a gentle smile, he looks straight out of a fairytale, his brown hair shimmering as the lightening from the hall cast upon him, his Emerald green eyes a huge contrast to his hair colour.

I stared at him in complete awe forgetting to actually take his hand and return his greeting. After I finally gained back myself and tried to collect his hand, I was pulled away by a familiar figure, Maximilian, he had flames in his eyes as he stared at the man in question.

"Max," I said surprised by his action

"you don't just take to anyone's hand" he snarled at me

"Is that how you speak to your lady?" the young man in question said, still bearing his warm smile.

"However I speak to my wife is none of your business," Max said pulling me to stand closer to him

"It's a shame you have him for a husband," The man said looking at me, I forced a smile

"He is lovely to me," I said and watched as Max's face melted into a forced smile

"Since he won't