Emberly blinked, her eyes still trained on the hand stretched out to her. Her breathing was a little eradicated as she took in what exactly was happening around her. Prince William was asking her to dance. Why was Prince William asking her to dance? Was he going to tell her that he knew the truth while they danced?
Her father cleared his throat. Emberly had waited too long to answer, causing Will’s expression to waver. He began to withdraw his hand. Impulsively, and probably because it was rude to say ‘no’ when a man asked a woman to dance, Emberly’s own hand shot out, grasping the prince’s. She forced a smile on her face and answered, “That sounds lovely.”
A smile appeared on the prince’s face. He pulled her out onto the dance floor. She easily depicted the curious glances by the vari
