Leon's POV
The entire ballroom was alive with laughter and chatter, the air thick with mingling voices and clinking glasses. It felt like a typical party, buzzing with energy, but there was a dissonance in my mind. This was supposed to be a noble gathering, yet it felt no different from any ordinary celebration. Fancy clothes, elegant décor—but the vibe was the same as any other party I'd been to. Guess that even in other worlds, some things don't change.
"Are you okay, Ella?" I leaned closer, catching the subtle tremble in her hands. She held herself together well, not letting her nervousness slip through the mask she wore. But I noticed. I could see the tension in her shoulders, the slight strain in her voice. Gabrielle must have drilled this composure into her. But I could read her like a book.
"I-I'm fine... It's just... having Miss Kayla's full attention on me makes my body tremble," she confessed, her voice barely above a whisper.
