(Alaric’s POV — Part 2)The moment our feet touched the ballroom floor, the orchestra swelled into a triumphant melody.Applause erupted around us.Camera flashes lit the room in rapid succession, turning the ballroom into a sea of white lights.Normally, I hated cameras.Tonight, I barely noticed them.My attention remained fixed on Elena.She smiled politely as we walked through the aisle Grandfather had arranged between the guests. Every now and then, I felt her fingers tighten around mine whenever another round of flashes exploded in our faces.Without thinking, I gave her hand a gentle squeeze.“I’m right here,” I murmured.She looked at me.The tension in her shoulders eased almost immediately.“You keep reading my mind,” she whispered.“You’ve become predictable.”She narrowed her eyes.“Is that your way of saying I’m easy to understand?”“My way of saying I know when you’re overwhelmed.”A tiny smile curved her lips.“I’ll accept that.”Out of the corner of my eye, I caught Gr
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