"You can give it a try, Milady."
"A try?" Isadora questioned, her eyes giving doubts. Especially when she knew that this man was also a bloodsucker like Ezekiel. She looked at his palm again and then his fingers scared that when those fingers collided with hers, they would dig in deeply. Still thinking, she was interrupted by his words,
"You don't plan for me to have a swollen hand, right?"
Her gaze walked up to his face and his outstretched arm. "Ah...I see." She stood up from her seat which was pushed by her legs and then she took his arm. She did not want him to know that she was not comfortable around him so she said, "I...I am not used to getting asked like that."
His face turned to hers as they kept walking away from the seats, "In what way?"
Her eyes widened, thinking of what to say again. "I am used to, 'May I have this dance?' request, I thought that is the best way a gentleman can ask of a dance."
