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Wilmore grabbed the small cupcake and thrust it to his mouth, hardly pushing it down, in disgust, as for not rejecting Luna's hand. The wolf inside him hated it, he was about to vomit so to stop it, he rushed to a tent where a man was selling warm drink. He picked one of the cups and devoured it, ignoring that was burning his mouth and downward.
While Natasha and Eliot were laughing, the panicked girl rushed to him. Clasping his sleeve, he didn't have to eat it if he didn't like it.
You are a fool, Luna why didn't you ask whether he could have it or not! She was denouncing herself.
"Are you okay, Wilmore?"
The man who was selling the drink smiled passionately, handing over a cup of tea to her realizing that the cold made her cheeks blush.
"Young lady, he is a strong man, please have this." He followed the direction that Natasha and Eliot were moving toward.
Wilmore grabbed the cup for Luna, he could get rid of that malice taste that was running on his mouth, tugged to his teeth. Luna held the cup, yet gazing up at him in panic.
"I'm fine, drink with your sweet. They teased me, knowing that I don't like it they used you."
Luna frowned. Natasha was wicked sometimes.
"Hey, uncle! Give us all from that drink!"
It was Huxley on the left side.
Wilmore wore a sharp and vicious skin, blocking his path, his gaze dropped on the princess, directing that was a forbidden love.
"What do I see?" He played, he knew already.
Luna wanted to stop him, wasn't he agreed to it a while before? Then, what happened out of the blue? Why was he treating Hux viciously?
Natasha grabbed her, "just watch!"
Wilmore saw the shaking princess who was tint out of shame.
"Don't be shameful if you love my brother, he will die to have you, milady."
The surprised Aya rolled her head up and peered into his face. Was it really a smile? The man who she feared as hell knew what a smile look liked.
"Make a man out of him."
Huxley puffed in the air. He had the clue what his reaction would be but this last one, wasn't it too much?
"I would!" She wasn't certain what she just babbled out.
Nemo laughed from behind but Hux elbowed him.
They took the warm drinks and Wilmore paid the man, heading to the lake they had their dinner in a restaurant and began to walk, along with the shore.
Wilmore looked back, those fools were following them, he halted gave them an angry expression.
"Should we leave you?"
Asked Nemo.
"Just get out of my sight!"
Wilmore wanted to take her near the fireplace and ask her to dance with him, like that night but it seemed he had many audiences that kept circled eyes caught on them.
"Let them come! Tonight belongs to all of us."
Wilmore gazed down at her innocent smile, pulling her hand up, he left a kiss on her knuckles.
"Would you dance for me near the fire? Here the ladies would dance for their lover by the fire."
He wished.
Luna didn't know what to say, they weren't lovers yet! She had done this always with Elizabeth, they used to dance by the fire for their uncle, and now it was only her. She felt guilty that Elizabeth possibly wouldn't do this without her.
"I will." It was unlike what she had in her mind but her heart won the battle.
"Then let us go to enroll with those folks."
He directed to a group of villagers, they were old people and it made Luna cringe. She would be shying to dance in front of many eyes.
He hold out his hand for her and they moved to the fire.
The oldsters welcomed them cheerfully, an old lady saw the rest of the lads who were standing in further. She went to them and invited them to join the gathering.
Those eager youngsters obeyed with no hesitation.
"We are invited too." Natasha taunted.
"Then dance with her!" Wilmore suggested, she ran pale.
"No, thank you."
"What about you, Milady? Do you celebrate tonight?"
Aya peeked at Luna. "We do, your grace."
"Yes, dance for me, I will be jealous of him," Hux asked her, his eyes glinted in desire. He didn't mind that he just snatched one of the girls in the selection course. Hux could have had whoever he wanted but he wanted this girl, only this one.
"Please, Aya! I feel better this way."
Luna pleaded, the shiver was in her tone.
"Alright, darling." She removed her cloak and handed it to Huxley, she was wearing a red dress but it wasn't a beaded work one just a needlework lace that had a long beautiful frilled skirt.
Luna gave her cloak to Wilmore and held her hand.
"Tonight is special. Our ladies will join you, angels."
An old man noted, laughing in satisfaction.
The ladies joined the girls who were glowing. Eliot dragged Natasha to himself, "learn it, dance for me in private."
Natasha sneered, she could do that!
Wilmore and Huxley sat on the stone benches, the prince could hear his heartbeat and the flush that was clouding out of his head.
"My mother will punish you."
Wilmore declared.
"I know, I will bear it. My mother begging would work well on her cousin."
Wilmore grinned, "this time was the only time I let you have something that was directed to me, don't sharp teeth for the rest I have."
"Huh, I don't like your stink underwear."
The old man who had held a flute began to play it and another one went for the lute.
The girls' hands went wide as the ancient music danced with the wind, their long sleeves hung and they began to move them gently, circling their hands smoothly like they were drawing on the water surface, caressing the air, the adequate moves made Wilmore keep all his attention on Luna.
This was the life that intruded to his heart, to his cells, to his blood and explored him, challenged him with a new sensation, it ached, it burned but it was pleasant.
Fascinating was not enough to describe her as she twirled on her toes, the breeze brought her perfume and intoxicated him.
The dance continued in a group of ladies until they stopped, involuntarily, the prince reacted toward what provoked emotions within him, hopping up his place he surged the gasping and smiling girl and pressed her to his body. Her lips were what could tame his flaring, and roaring heart.
Luna's body was burning in warmth, this kiss was different, it toured her skin and infiltrated her heart. His tongue explored her mouth, he didn't care about anyone there. He had held himself back for a long time, he used to slew this desire not to hurt others, but this girl was sculpted for him, only for him.
Her fingers dove in his chest and persuaded him to push back, and he heeded as he found her in discomfort.
"I am sorry, but as soon as we return to the palace my mother will ruin the world because of Hux! I could not miss the chance."
She shook her head, "it is fine. I liked it, meant that you adored my dance."
She pointed to the rest, they were kissing too except Nemo who wore a cringed figure.
"I forgot that the reward for the dance was a kiss, so I can get a bonus."
He smirked and went ahead for rejoicing his heart more.
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