His unexpected question had baffled the flustered Samantha, and she was inclined to meet his steady gaze. It held hers in its inescapable captivity, and she was unable to comprehend what the bearing look in those uncanny orbs meant. To her own knowledge, the royals of the Chevalier family normally hold a special night treat for all warriors as a norm, including the Prince's who were part of the victorious war to watch the concubines dance. They were also given permission to treat themselves to any of the lower concubines as a bonus to relieve their strains.
The fact Lord Ivan doesn't even have one made it pretty clear that he hasn't touched any of the concubines in the Palace. Scratch that, she would never have guessed or sensed that he would demand a dance from her, but why is he in the mood for entertainment when he gave off the aura of someone who hardly appreciated it?
"My Lord--"
