B2 032 - Althaea at 19

ALTHEA.

I was about to turn around and look for Luce or Patrea when Blade blocked my way. His arm snaked around my waist as he brought me to the dance floor.

My eyebrows hiked up as I scoffed softly. "Don’t you have manners, Blade? It’s not polite to just grab a girl and force her to dance with you."

"I’d been polite for the last thirty minutes, Althea, restraining myself from growling and grabbi