Elaine's heart hammered as Rantan closed the distance between them. She forced her expression into one of mild confusion, as if she had no idea why he might be approaching her.
"Luna Elaine," he said, bowing slightly. "I noticed you stepped outside. Is everything alright?"
"Perfectly fine." She smiled, hoping it looked natural. "Just needed some air. The ballroom was getting quite warm."
His eyes searched her face, looking for the lie. "You were outside for several minutes."
"Was I? I suppose I lost track of time. The gardens are lovely at night."
"Indeed." He glanced toward the terrace doors, then back at her. "Though perhaps not the safest place for you to wander alone."
"I wasn't wandering. I was standing on the terrace."
"Of course." But his tone suggested he didn't believe her.
