Chapter 117. First Dance: pt. 1

The Vampire Castle and the Ballroom had waited for eons for a pure and worthy heart to beat a new rhythm between its walls, the walls that had been mourning for decades.

The ballroom had been cold until Esmeray had stepped into it dressed like a hell flame.

The magnificent ballroom had felt lacking until a true royalty Esmeray had arrived even if all the people around her including Esmeray herself was unaware of her ‘Royal Bloodline’. But the obliviousness of her roots did nothing to stop Esmeray from outshining every person present in the ballroom without an effort.

The air inside was heavy with candle smoke and the faint metallic tang of spilled wine, but the moment Esmeray crossed the threshold, the ancient stones seemed to sigh awake. The chandeliers swayed though there was no draft, and conversations died down like dying embers. Even the music faltered, the violins trembling as if unsure whether to compete with or surrender to her presence.

Vladimir frow