The entire ballroom watched in stunned silence as Alaric escorted Daphne from the center of the room. The music died down as the couples on the dance floor cleared a path for them, their whispers echoing in the sudden quiet.
The Emperor who was seated on his throne watched the scene with amusement, shaking his head. A knowing smile forming on his lips.
Alaric's hand tightened on Daphne's as he led her away from the dance floor. He didn't take her out of the palace; instead, he pulled her down a quiet, and secluded path known only to a few.
He released her hand and turned to face her, his eyes burning with a silent, furious fire that was far more terrifying than any yell.
"What do you think you were doing?" he asked, "Playing a game?"
"And what do you think you were doing?" she asked, "Publicly embarrassing a Crown Prince?"
