"Milady, May I have this dance?"
"What?...Aiden...Are you okay? You're asking me to dance? Me?!...Did you eat something wrong? *gasp* Don't tell me! Did you drink?!" I exclaimed, whispering the last past.
'This senseless girl!' Aiden thought, trying to control his pissed expression.
"Stop imagining! Now will you dance or not?" Aiden asked.
"I want to, but I'm really bad at this Waltz or ball dance whatever it's called. I might injure your 'Royal' feet" I said.
"If I can handle you for the last five years, I can handle everything, even if it's your dance," Aiden said with a calm face, "Now shall we?" He asked as he forwarded his hand.
'Well that's unexpected' I thought while placing my hand in his.
"That might be my utmost pleasure, Prince Aiden" I said with a little sarcasm as he sneakily rolled his eyes at my comment.
Soon both of us joined the others and started the formal dance.
