"Thank you, Auntie." Dark reached out and accepted the box, immediately feeling a warmth emanating from it.
He roughly guessed what was inside and carefully put it away.
Then Lady Montilfali pointed at Aurora and introduced her. "This is Aurora. You met when you were little, though you surely don't remember now."
The more closely Dark observed Aurora, the more he felt that she resembled Diana somewhat.
But seeing the tense, confrontational expressions on Lady Montilfali and Diana's mother, he knew it was best not to ask about it here.
Thus, he merely introduced himself to Aurora as they met for the first time, then naturally stepped away.
The music still lingered.
.
Dark returned to the dance floor and this time extended his hand directly to Diana.
Diana was delighted inside and hurriedly clasped his hand in return, accidentally using too much strength.
Dark secretly hissed, then clasped her hand back and began dancing with her.
The two Little Princesses stood with their hands behind their backs, gritting their teeth.
But after exchanging a glance, they came to an understanding.
Then they paired up and deliberately edged closer to Dark and Diana.
Rose quietly withdrew from the dance floor.
But instead of returning to her seat, she leaned against one side, picked up a cup of tea, and took a small sip. Her gaze unconsciously drifted toward Aurora at the head table.
As though sensing her gaze, Aurora turned to look at Rose while secretly watching Dark.
Their eyes met briefly, and both shyly turned away.
At the same time, each became faintly aware of certain things about the other's presence.
Rose instinctively sensed a threat and could not help feeling a trace of concern for Diana.
But Diana was completely immersed in the joy of having been chosen.