As the trio engaged in their formalities, the subtle dance of glances and unspoken communication continued. Alicia, caught in the intricate web of aristocratic protocol, couldn't help but feel a bit out of place. The opulent surroundings and the discerning eyes of the nobility made her acutely aware of her role as an impostor in the royal entourage.
Jonas, ever the charmer, maintained his polite façade, but beneath the surface, there was an unmistakable curiosity about the mysterious "Lise." Adrasteia, on the other hand, reveled in the theatricality of the social scene, her regal demeanor unwavering.
The ballroom echoed with the melodic strains of a waltz, and soon, couples gracefully swirled across the floor.
Jonas, seizing the opportunity, extended his hand to Adrasteia. "Shall we dance, Princess?" he asked, a playful glint in his eyes.
