Chapter 132: Walk The Moon - Shut Up And Dance
The music floated, violin and harp intertwined in a delicate waltz that echoed through the candlelit treetops. Couples swayed, nobles toasted, and the smell of roses and red wine filled the air.
Luna turned to Damien, her eyes reflecting the shimmer of fairy lights. "Dance with me," she said.
Damien looked at her for a moment. He took her hand and led her to the dance floor.
They moved slowly, in rhythm with the soft waltz, their bodies close but their hearts apart. Luna’s fingers curled around his hand. She wanted to say something, anything, but the music and the eyes of the court held her tongue hostage.
A border guard cut through the crowd. "Your Highness," he said, bowing low, his breath uneven. "There is someone at the border to see Alpha Kyllian. He says it’s quite urgent."
Damien’s brow lifted. "Who?"
The guard hesitated. "Beta Talon."
"Talon?" Luna echoed, blinking. "That’s odd."
Damien glanced at her, then gently released her hand. It fell back to her side. "Come," he said, and together they made their way to the edge of the garden, toward the only man in the room who still looked like he’d rather kill him than bow.
Kyllian straightened as they approached, already sensing something amiss. His posture was rigid, his eyes sharp.
"I am told your Beta is at the border," Damien began without preamble. "Is there a reason why he is here?"
"Must be a message from the king," Kyllian said, already stepping away. "I’ll go check on him."