Chapter 22

The room was filled up already and people chatted over drinks.

Amareux was seated by the piano and waited for Dallas to give him a sign so he could continue playing. His father was yet to arrive and Amareux wondered why he was taking so long.

Though, everyone acted like there was nothing to worry about. There were no murmurings from anyone around.

Then, Dallas signaled Amareux and he began to play. Slowly.

Everyone stopped talking one after the other as they all sat down to listen to the boy play the piano.

"Oh, my. He's so good. For a young boy his age, his skills are impressive."

"Of course. Don't you know?"

"Know what?"

"Luna Maia has blessed fingers also. She's so good at using the Piano."

"Wow, I didn't know she was."

"Yes, she stopped playing at functions a long time ago."

Amareux kept playing, his fingers moving adeptly over the key