Abigail stood before her father and mother and offered a bow to them, she placed her hand on her father's and pulled him to share a dance with her on the dance floor. The king smiled happily when his daughter pulled him towards the dance floor, of course, he loved her a lot.
"Your Highness, will you give me the honor of taking you to the dance floor?" Zaire asked standing in front of the queen with his hand stretched forward and his waist bent curtly.
"Of course my boy, come here." The queen nodded her head and placed her hand on Zaire who took her to the dance floor, although Zaire didn't want to draw Elias's eyes to himself it was impossible for Elias not to see him as the man was already glaring his way.
Zaire could imagine the trouble he would get in soon but for the time being he has a big smile on his lips while he danced with the red-haired queen. The queen looked lovely and he loved the way she smiled too.
