"Vincent, why don't you dance with Elena too." Diana pushed her son who nodded.
Many girls had approached him but he had refused most of them. He did not want to waste time in socializing but waited for his father to approach his majesty and seek his permission for leaving.
He stood up and helped reluctant Elene on her seat. She looked exhausted just by holding Vincent's hands.
As they walked on the dance floor, she looked at him apologetically.
"I can always dance with other partners. You do not need to worry yourself." she whispered slowly when his brows furrowed as he looked at her dim eyes.
"Nonsense! You are my sister. I would rather prefer you dancing with me than dancing with those scums." that brought a smile on her face as she looked at him worryingly.
