"I do." It wouldn't do him any good to lie to the poor girl. There were two other ladies, in fact. Both out of propriety- and he couldn't help but be appealed at the idea to dance with either of them- not to say he wasn't enjoying the lady already on his arms.
He took a moment to indulge in her looks. She was a pretty little thing. He could grow attached to a sweet thing like her.
But did it matter? No, Kentamin couldn't marry, lest he prove himself a shame to the church. But what was the harm in some flirting? Even kissing...
As long as he didn't break his vow of chastity again, he felt this type of playful behavior would be acceptable. Or was he just that lonely to want to believe it was okay? He knew the consequences of his choices....
Perhaps he should have been wiser. Had he not chosen the path of God, any one of these lovely ladies could have been
Lady Kentamin Dhelsbar. And part of him was starting to regret he couldn't play the courtship game.
But another man joined the ballroom
from the veranda with far less favor of having a dance. But he knew he had to go through this room to get to the Stargazer's tower, which seemed to be at least a better reprieve than his little balcony in which he started to get a little drunk. Perhaps it was because he was drunk that he didn't care he was stepping into this room so boldly, and with no intentions of which to dance.
But unfortunately for Duke Leif Arrant, there were too many pretty girls in his way in which he had to pass, and too many eyes looking at him.