Eleanor's thoughts were interrupted by the familiar, monotone voice of the System echoing in her mind:
"Prince Adrian's affection level has increased by 15%."
Her lips curved into a small, triumphant smile. She glanced at Prince Adrian, who sat across from her at the table, looking every bit the picture of regal composure. The memory of their dance lingered, vivid and surreal. She was still reeling from the fact that he had not only come to the gala but had chosen her as his partner.
The jealous stares of the nobles pricked at her, but they were little more than static in the background. Right now, her focus was entirely on the prince.
"Thank you," she said softly, her voice almost shy. "For coming with me tonight."
Prince Adrian's gaze softened, and he inclined his head slightly. "I gave my word, didn't I? Besides," he added with a faint smile, "your gift... it was memorable."
