The rest of the evenings events had played out mundane in comparison, I had found myself being asked to dance by more men than I could count on one hand. A kind hearted young fop from the human noble house of Leonoir, a remarkable winged fae male from the unseelie court, Lord Laurel himself! However, the one person I thought may ask me to dance never did. Disappointed, I bade him good evening and decided it was time to seek out my companions. He dismissed me with a wave making sure I knew when to receive him the next day as per our agreement. Since my dance with the king he had treated me with indifference, even letting some fae women get as close to him as I did. So much for dangling a carrot in front of the king then… Barrelling into one of the corridors I found myself alone for the firs
