"Your Highness," Brione bowed a bit after confirming it was the Prince who spoke.
"The night is still young Miss Brione. Why not enjoy the party some more? Come and dance with me for a while," the Prince commanded and she gulped.
'Can't he at least ask if I'm okay with dancing with him? He makes it sound like it's an order that I should not refuse!' Brione scolded the Prince in her mind.
She wanted to tell him that she would like to rest for now but she felt it would be improper to reject the Prince directly. After all, she and her staff are at his disposal during their stay on the island so she did not want to cause any trouble.
'One dance won't harm me,' she encouraged herself despite the uneasy feeling.
She gave the Prince a formal smile and raised her hand as a symbol of acceptance for dance and said, "Sure your highness…"
The bright lights suddenly turned dim as the music changed to a more slow tune.
