[Flora's POV]
Tango was a fast-paced dance type and it was easy to sweat. As I danced, I felt hotter and hotter. It was the same for the Wolf King who was opposite me. Because of his clothes, the Wolf King's face was also slightly sweaty.
The standard royal attire was much thicker than my muslin dress. After the song ended, the Wolf King led me to the second floor.
I'd done all the socializing I needed to do. And since Marshall was already awake, I wasn't going to play the act of a magnanimous wife down there. It couldn't be better for the Wolf King to bring me away.
There was everything in the Wolf King's lounge. I bluntly made myself a cup of fruit tea and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, are you satisfied with my performance today? Have I used my capabilities to prove to you that I can head the Southwind Tribe?"
The Wolf King poured himself a glass of whiskey and glanced at me after adding an ice ball. "Your methods aren't that honorable."
