Unaware of the commotion outside the dance floor, Lumien and Azalea continued to sway their bodies following the rhythm of the music.
Lumien focused intently on his sister's movements, concentrating hard to match her steps.
As a noble, he was naturally expected to learn a wide array of subjects such as poetry, history, and, of course, dancing. However, his poor health had often kept him from attending lessons consistently.
As a result, he struggled to keep up with Azalea's movements, coming dangerously close to stepping on her feet more than once. In addition, their close proximity left him feeling uncomfortably nervous.
Just then, she broke the silence. "Lumien, how do you feel about today?"
Slightly caught off guard by her sudden question, Lumien paused for a moment to gather his thoughts and eventually said. "Not bad, I think."
"Not bad?" Azalea raised her eyebrows, signaling him to continue.
