⁜ Verana POV
A beautiful melody of violins and cellos filled the night air. The room's countless lights illuminated the hall, banishing the darkness of night as a pair stood in the centre of the room.
"Will you give me this dance, Verana?" His voice was nothing like the day she visited him in Wolfsheim, a warm and comforting tone.
The duchess took Asura's hand as they seemed to enter their world step by step. "Gladly, Asura."
Their movements started slowly, like a clock winding together, before their bodies, in perfect sync, danced to the mysterious music, seeming to draw everyone who heard it.
An empty ballroom filled with a beautiful aura of magic, each step, each touch, the ripples of magic forming beautiful colours as they danced together. The ring on his finger radiated light as he lifted Verana, causing her dress to rise and reveal her ruby-red high heels.
