Chapter 231: Is this where you kill me?
Loraven giggled, feeling lightheaded as Selvin lifted her high in the air to the time of the music, spinning around before sliding her down his body and merrily hopping and skipping to the side, turning and twisting. The pair had a constant smile on their faces, their attention on each other unaware of the growing hostile looks at the Lyvarian princess dancing happily with a human prince.
Loraven beamed at him in delight, finding her dance partner better than any she’d had before. Selvin wasn’t as graceful, but his presence and wholehearted, pure, open expressions on his features warmed her compared to the usual icy, stoic beauty of the elves. The more she stared at him as the world blurred around them as they spun, the more she came to realise how handsome he truly was.
She noticed before, but now she had more of an interest in taking in his details. As she admired his looks, she wondered how the princeling knew their dances. If she recalled correctly, the human realm banned anything to do with their kind. Loraven smirked a little, her eyes twinkling at him.
"Prince Selvin, a rebel among his people," she commented before he lifted her again, his eyes not leaving hers as he looked up at her.
Everywhere his hands touched her, burned, not unpleasantly either. Selvin lowered her slowly to the beat slowing down, and she felt her breasts sensitive to his touch, her hands lowering down his chest to meet his hands again. They were close, so, so close. Loraven couldn’t help but continue to watch him.
"It should not be a crime to learn about the world," Selvin replied smoothly, his face closing the distance to her, eyes lowering to her lips.
A man cleared his throat, making the pair jump and pull away, looking to the side where king Thalinal stood, watching the pair icily. "This next dance will be too much for you, human. You would not wish to bleed after only one night."
Selvin bowed and stepped back. "Please, I would like to see such a dance that is so dangerous."
Loraven watched the prince as her hand slid into Thalinal’s until his grasp tightened on hers. "*Has it occurred to you that dancing with the prince like that would upset them.*" Thalinal tilted his chin in the direction of her parents.