Music Recommendation: Someone- TSS
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When Anastasia had slipped into the emerald and beige gown, she had expected to stay in the corners of the main hall and not be asked for a dance. At least not by Prince Dante. But even though initially it sounded like a request, it was a demand.
She noted how the loud voices of people had reduced to a murmur, and she could feel people's eyes on them.
Aiden, who had finished coughing, said, "Brother Dante, I didn't know you knew Tasia."
"You don't mind if I borrow her, do you?" Dante's eyes briefly moved to look at his younger brother before his gaze fell back on the young woman.
Aiden was still wrapping his head around the situation, and he replied, "A—ah I guess not."
Even though many eyes were on them, Anastasia and Dante stared only at each other. She noticed him slightly tilt his head, which was when she finally raised her hand forward, placing her hand in his gloved one.
