Ralph took on a dignified posture and stood straight like a spear. He wiped away the annoyance and a more natural and neutral look appeared on his face.
The young lady in gothic dress was looking at Ralph this whole time and his change in expression also didn’t go unnoticed by her.
She was about to strike a conversation with Ralph but he knew that having her make the move first would become a bit problematic.
Thus, he swiftly put his palm on his chest and extending his one hand out, asked in a soft voice,
“Miss, would you like to accompany me in a dance?”
The young lady was taken aback and was put in situation to make a quick choice of accepting or rejecting Ralph.
Her mind processed things and she quickly came to a decision:
“Sure.”
She smiled and slowly put her hand forwards.
Ralph took it and went with her to the dance floor, becoming a source of envy to all the youngsters in the hall who were eyeing the young lady of the Veranz Clan but were too afraid to ask her out.
As the two reached the dance floor, Ralph danced slowly with her to the tunes of the music with a neutral expression on his face.
The young lady matched his rhythm and while doing so, wondered when he would start talking.
But a few minutes passed and Ralph still didn’t strike any conversation.
The young lady, not being able to hold her curiosity back, asked, “So… do you have any relations with Duchess Fiora?”
She had seen Ralph being pushed by her and this was one of the reasons why she agreed with dancing with him. Thus, she asked what was on her mind.
Ralph looked at her and said calmly, “No, I don’t.”
The young lady raised an eyebrow in surprise. “Then why did she push you towards me?”
“You should ask her.” Ralph showed the young lady where Duchess Fiora was and said.
The young lady laughed lightly hearing that. “You’re funny.” She said.
Ralph stared at her and wondered what was funny in this.
The young lady then smiled and said, “So… are you not going to introduce yourself to me and just dance?”
She knew that Ralph did have some sort of bond with Duchess Fiora to have himself be pushed by her like that. What it was, Ralph wasn’t saying and the girl was smart enough to know she shouldn’t push things further.
But of course, she had her pride as well and wanted to know who this person was that she was dancing with. She was the young lady of a Duke Clan, she had already taken the risk of dancing with someone without knowing anything about them.
Ralph, while slowly dancing with her, felt so done with everything. This girl was so talkative. But he knew he had to socialize as that’s what nobles did most of the time.
Ralph spun the girl around and bringing her close to him, said while looking in her dark green eyes,
“Ralph Asmodeus. Please refrain from questioning me any further than this.”
The young lady smiled and introduced herself, “Aurora Veranz.”
Ralph nodded lightly and increased the pace of his dance moves, not giving any care to what was going on in Aurora’s mind.
Aurora, while dancing with Ralph, felt a bit awkward as he wasn’t speaking anything at all and just dancing. He also didn’t seem to have any intention of even dancing but was still doing so very elegantly and in a formal manner.
Aurora had realized who Ralph was from his last name. She had heard that the Sin of Lust Asmodeus had a son as the heir to their family and it wasn’t difficult to connect the dots and come to a conclusion that in front of her was the very same heir.
But, as Aurora continued to dance, she sensed a problem.
Smiling and being spun around, Aurora now faced Ralph. She studied Ralph’s face now that it was in view and…
‘…why is he not making any moves?’ This was the problem she came across.
Wasn’t Ralph a lust demon? Didn’t he ask her for a dance so he could make moves on her? Then why was he not doing anything right now? Aurora had many questions.
Meanwhile Ralph on the other hand, dancing with Aurora, could clearly read what was on her mind by analysing her face.
He was used to this and felt nothing about it. He didn’t clarify any of her doubts despite knowing what questions she may be having because he wasn’t obliged to and he preferred being reserved and maintaining his distance.
While these two were lost in their own world and dancing, Dennis, dancing with Cecilia, had neared Ralph and Aurora.
“Huh? Isn’t that Ralph?” Dennis questioned as he noticed him.
“Focus here.” Cecilia pressed Dennis’s palm with a bit of force and said.
Dennis’s attention shifted and looking at Cecilia he said, “Let me have a look.”
Cecilia smiled and said, “No. If you mess up even slightly here, you’ll look like a fool to everyone. Better stay focused or your clan’s reputation would go down the drain.”
Dennis knitted his brows hearing that. “When you knew that I can’t dance, why did you pull me here?”
With the same smile, Cecilia replied, “who knows?”
“Tsk. I really hate you.” Dennis said. He then turned to have a look at Ralph once again and shifting his attention back to Cecilia, he continued, “Anyway, have a look at that couple and tell me you’re seeing what I am seeing.”
Cecilia was going to ask Dennis to focus again but since he requested the same thing twice, she felt she should have a look at the very least.
Cecilia looked at the couple and putting her attention back on Dennis, asked, “What do you expect me to see?”
“A tall pink-haired sugar-freak with a stupid looking face. Oh right, just check if his fangs look like a rat’s or not. If it does, it’s definitely Ralph!” Dennis gave as detailed a description of Ralph as he could to Cecilia, despite being 99% sure that the guy slightly away from him was Ralph.
Cecilia knitted her brows saying that. “Dennis, rats don’t have fangs.”
“What? They don’t?” Dennis made a surprised face.
His attention immediately shifted to Ralph’s face and narrowing his eyes and carefully gazing at him, he said, “But he does look like a rat.”
“Dennis, stop fooling around and dance properly.” Cecilia was starting to get annoyed.
Dennis wrinkled his nose watching Cecilia be annoyed. “Fine, fine. But it just doesn’t sit well with me.”
“What doesn’t?”
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“Uhh… how did that rat-faced sugar-freak get a girl… and not just anyone… but Aurora.” Dennis put out his thoughts and said with seriousness on his face.
“…” Cecilia stared at Dennis as she heard that.
‘Is this guy for real?’ She thought to herself.
“By any chance, Dennis. Have you ever looked yourself into a mirror?” Cecilia made a sarcastic remark.
Dennis didn’t get the sarcasm and said, “of course. Are you stupid? Why would I not look at myself in the mirror? Everyone does, it’s a common thing.”
A vein popped on Cecilia’s forehead as she heard that. She gripped Dennis’s hand as hard as she could in response.
“Ow. Ow. Hey!”
While the two bickered, away from them at the sidelines…
“My, My… look at them having a wonderful time. Our children look so happy.” Fiora said to Avelyn.
Avelyn chuckled. “Indeed. They look very happy.”
Staring at Ralph and watching him dance, she could very well tell that he was absolutely hating the situation he was in.
“By the way, who is the girl with him? Tell me more about her.” Avelyn asked.
Fiora and Avelyn, these two mothers, their personalities immediately clicked together as they met each other and unknowingly, watching their children, they turned into a pair of gossipy mothers.
Anyone who would have a look at the two wouldn’t think that they had just met. These two definitely seemed like a pair of old friends.
Having common interests was truly one of the most old school methods of making friends and when you’re a high rank immortal, it was very difficult to find someone who shared similar interests.
Fiora and Avelyn both found themselves a friend here in this banquet today, all thanks to their kids being friends.
Gossiping and giggling, the duo continued to watch their kids be embarrassed on the dance floor and suffer while dancing.
To the Demon and the Vampire, watching the cute reactions of their children was great entertainment.
