"Jonathan, can I dance with your older sister?" Calais asks.
I am about to say no when Jonathan surprises me with a, "Why would she? After you ended your engagement with just a single letter?!"
I blink at the ferocity of his tone. What is really wrong with my brother these days? Being kind to me is understandable, but this… this is already too much for atonement.
"It's exactly why I am requesting a dance. She has been trying to evade me the instant I arrive in the palace," Calais explains calmly.
I snort. Who would believe that? I move away from Jonathan's hold. I am about to leave the dance floor when Calais catches my arm. Electricity travels from the part he touches and it resonates to my heart. Angrily, I withdraw my arms.
"What?!" I blurt out.
"Please, Lyrica, will you talk to me? Five minutes is all I need."
I frown at him and cross my arms in front of my chest. "Talk," I say.
"Pardon?"
