- ARTHALIA -
Gasping while moving my eyes around the ballroom, trying to trace the man's footsteps, my brows creased. I stared at my fingers in confusion and looked at my chest. The red lightning-like line has disappeared and I'm guessing so has he.
That was strange. I didn't expect a thief to show up in the palace tonight or to even be allowed in. But his attire was misleading. Belonged to someone of higher calibre than a regular viscount. I swallowed. Part of me yearned to meet him again. Part of me wants to dance with him despite assuming he's a thief. Is that part of me insane? I can't deny that I enjoyed myself in his arms. I was breathless and strangely felt a vague connection.
I really need to talk to Rina and know who in our bloodline that hair pin belonged to. It looks famil
