Page 70 of The Kingdom of Eternal Ice
“You too,” Kilah says, actually sounding surprised.
“I can’t believe we’ve reached the day that my younger sister compliments me on my choice of clothes,” Alana grins.
When Eibhlin and Ita join us as well, I take a look at our group, laughing. “We all stick out so much.”
“At this point, the masks are useless,” Ita chuckles. “It’s not even the scent giving us away.”
“We do stick out like a sore thumb,” Kilah agrees.
“I disagree, princess.” Ita smirks. “I think we are all looking so fabulous we easily own the room.”
At her words, even Kilah has to smile. “So, food first or dance?”
Alana turns towards Ita, bowing in front of her with a silly smirk. “May I, my lady?”
“Oh, of course, I could never say no to such a fine gentlelady,” Ita retorts in a similarly silly manner. I’ve only seen Ita’s professional side until now, but it’s lovely that she has this fun side to her also.
“What about us, food or dance?” Simin asks.
“I would like to eat something,” I say, not ready yet to dance with someone. While Kilah leads us towards the huge buffet, I allow my eyes to wander through the crowd. It’s as if my eyes are searching for someone, but I’m not sure what I’m looking for. The food distracts me for a moment, that is, until a huge, bulky guy asks a flustered Simin for a dance.
“I bet no one will dance with me,” Eibhlin says. “Not that I mind, though.”
“I bet the same with me,” Kilah admits.
She is wrong though, because soon enough, a young man asks for a dance, and I can almost see the rock dropping off her shoulders. She looks at me, worried, but I just shake my head and wink at her. With a smile, Kilah joins him on the dance floor.
“You know,” Eibhlin says thoughtfully. “I first thought every male here would flock to you the moment you came into the room, but… maybe I shouldn’t be surprised.”
“Why is that?” I ask curiously. I’m used to being alone so that lack of attention doesn’t bother me much. Some of the men keep looking at me though, making me wonder why they don’t just ask me for a dance.
“Because no one wants to cross an alpha prince,” she says, like it’s the most normal thing to say. It’s the second time I’ve heard these words.
I stare at her. “A prince?”
“Yes.” Eibhlin raises her head slightly and nudges me. A tall young man approaches me, looking so stunning in his black suit and with his mask. I gulp as I look into silver eyes.
“May I ask for a dance?” he asks.
“Of course,” I smile, laying my hand on his. Even without having seen his eyes, I would have recognized
twenty-three
Favian and Favia
*AZADEH*
Iclose my eyes, reminiscing about the night. It was probably the best day of my life. I laughed with my new friends and cheered on the girls to dance with some of the guys. Kilah enjoyed it too despite her worrying about it beforehand, and the moment she was relaxed and joked around with us, some of the warriors asked her for a dance.
Meanwhile, I danced with my favorite triplets. Caelan asked me twice, and it felt a tad awkward - like dancing with my brother, and he stepped on my feet, but it was fun. Flinn basically twirled me through the whole ballroom until I almost lost my balance. But most of the time, I danced with Endellion, and my skin still feels hot wherever he touched me. I smile while snuggling into my pillow, about to doze off when…
Princess of the Sun.
It’s Favian! I try not to jolt awake instantly and instead focus on keeping in my half-asleep state.Favian… are you alright?
I don’t know,he says, and when I finally see him, he looks drained and tired. The woman, Favia, is sleeping as usual.It feels like I’m losing my life essence.
Favian, I need you to focus.I frown.Where are you?
