Nova Pov
“A dance?” Arlo asks from behind me. I turn to his out stretched hand and charming face.
“Of course you highness,” I take his hand with a smile. Arlo rolls his eyes at me calling him highness. I let Arlo walk me out into the patio area. The crowd breaking apart. No one is actually dancing at the moment, they all turn to watch us. Arlo pulls me into his arms and starts to waltz. The music is soft and perfect for a gentle pace. A crowd gathers around us as they watch us dance. The twinkling lights are beautiful in the evening sky. I lean my head on Arlo’s shoulder as I inhale his Rhubarb and Mint scent.
“I love you,” I tell him in a whisper as we continue to dance.
“I love you more,” he whispers back with a smile.
I scoff at that and continue to dance. Arlo doesn’t say any
