"I thought you wouldn't want to dance?" Kaid asked as he suddenly twirled Meliora around. She chuckled at the mistake he made, almost making her fall. One thing she admired was the way he could easily correct his mistakes.
To others, he looked like the perfect king; he wouldn't even make one mistake, but here was Meliora, immediately noticing his first error.
"Why wouldn't I? I am so pretty that you had to misstep while taking me in." Kaid flushed red as he used his other hand to adjust his collar.
He knew for sure that Meliora was messing with him; she didn't want to dance with him, and he oddly wondered why she wasn't retaliating like she used to.
He was prepared to at least tell his men to capture her and bring her back if she tried to escape, but the thing was, she wasn't escaping; rather, she was trying to get closer to him.
'Meliora, what exactly are you planning?'
