Mira's POV,
I shifted uncomfortably under Deputy Torin and Princess Lyria’s hateful glare, feeling like I was being slowly suffocated. My fingers twisted nervously in my lap and I lowered my gaze, wishing I could just disappear.
Lord Kyden leaned in slightly, sensing my condition. "Relax," he murmured patting my back lightly. "They’ll get bored soon."
Before I could answer, he stood up grabbing a glass of wine from the table swiftly. He raised it high drawing everyone's attention.
“Ladies and gentlemen,” Kyden’s playful voice turned everyone’s attention towards him. “I think we’ve drained enough life out of tonight with political talks. How about we move on to dancing now?”
A few chuckles rippled through the crowd. Alpha Rhys from the Silver Claw Pack lifted his glass and called out,
