The King’s Cursed Bride Sneak Peek: Chapter 95
Carissa glanced over at Elon, waiting for him to tell the man ‘no.’
But Elon only glanced at her, a smile softening his lips.
Was he amused? Did he want her to dance with the man? Carissa glanced back at the man. His caramel-colored hair was smoothed back in a pompadour, his smile stiff with politeness.
His arm lowered slowly, and she buried a flinch. Her answer had taken too long.
She grasped his hand, his gloves dry and soft beneath her fingers. “Of course. It’d be my pleasure.”
For a brief moment, his smile touched his eyes before fleeing. “Excellent.”
As the nobleman led her away, she peered over her shoulder at Elon, drawing strength from his smile. They stopped, and she placed her hands where Elon had shown her. The man tilted his head, listening.
The music transitioned into a different style so smoothly that had they not been listening, she wouldn’t have noticed. The man tapped his foot a few times before nodding. “It’s a waltz. You know it?”
She shook her head.
“It’s easy. You move your right foot back. Then your left foot slides back and to the left. Your right foot joins your left foot. Then you step with your left forward. Right foot slides forward and to the right. Then your left foot joins your right, and you’re back in the starting position.”
Her brows twitched as she tried to keep them from plummeting into a confused frown.
She nodded. What could possibly go wrong?