Please get me out of this BL novel...I'm straight! novel Chapter 150

Chapter 150: ’Dance with Someone’

Florian turned toward the dance floor, his breath hitching slightly at the sight before him. Heinz and Scarlett moved in perfect synchrony, their forms elegant against the golden glow of the ballroom.

Heinz, ever the commanding presence, led the dance with an effortless grace that belied his usual cold demeanor. Scarlett, for all her eccentricity and brattiness, looked stunning in the moment—her gown swirling like liquid silk, her expression poised yet radiant.

The other dancers moved around them, yet they seemed to exist in an entirely different world. It was natural, of course. This was Heinz—the King, a man of immense power, perhaps the most powerful in this world. And Scarlett, despite her usual antics, was no ordinary woman. She hailed from one of the most influential kingdoms next to Concordia, and her beauty was undeniable.

Still, something felt... off.

Florian narrowed his eyes. He could see the two of them conversing, yet their words were drowned out by the murmurs of the nobles around him. The whispers of jealous noblewomen reached his ears, their envy woven into soft sighs and hushed tones.

"To think His Majesty is actually that handsome..."

"His reputation made me expect a monster, but look at him."

"That Princess Scarlett is truly lucky... though I suppose it’s only natural for the winner of the test to stand at his side."

"I wonder if this means she’s currently the running for queen..."

Florian bit back a laugh. Oh, if only they knew. If only they had seen the real Heinz—the sharp-edged, often exasperating, and occasionally terrifying man he had come to know. The nobles only saw a poised and powerful king. Florian, on the other hand, saw a man burdened by duty, emotions carefully concealed beneath layers of restraint.

A familiar voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Hmph. I still think it’s ridiculous that Scarlett is the one dancing with His Majesty."

Bridget’s blunt complaint pulled Florian’s attention away from the dance floor. He turned to see her standing beside Alexandria, Athena, and Mira. The four princesses—his fellow members of Heinz’s harem—each carried a different expression.

’She’s still annoyed?’

Bridget’s arms were crossed, irritation evident in her stance. Alexandria, ever the kind one, smiled despite her clear disappointment. Athena fidgeted, her usual shyness preventing her from voicing any complaint. Mira, ever elegant, merely observed the scene with her usual sharp-eyed composure.

Florian offered Bridget a small smirk. "Come now, Bridget, you know the rules. She won the test. It’s only natural for her to be the one at his majesty’s side tonight."

Bridget huffed. "Doesn’t mean I have to like it."

’She’s actually surprisingly petty sometimes.’

Florian chuckled, then glanced at the gathering of nobles around them. Several young men stood at a polite distance, their eyes flickering toward the princesses with barely concealed interest. Some looked eager, others hesitant, as if unsure whether they could approach royalty without offense.

He gestured toward them with a tilt of his head. "Why don’t you all dance with someone as well? I’m sure you’d rather not stand around brooding over Lady Scarlett."

Athena’s eyes widened slightly. "D-Dance? With nobles?" Her fingers curled at her sides, the very idea making her tense.

Alexandria, ever gentle, turned toward the group of waiting men, offering them a soft smile. "They do look like they’re hoping for a dance."

Mira’s lips curved subtly, though her sharp gaze remained assessing. "It would be rude to ignore such eager partners."

’It is... by Concordian customs. A lady with no partner shouldn’t turn down a dance request.’

Bridget sighed, crossing her arms. "Fine. It’s better than watching His Majesty and Scarlett."

’At least Athena’s also dancing.’

Florian blinked in surprise as one of the young nobles stepped toward him. ’Let’s see... this is, uh...’ His sharp eyes scanned the man. He looked to be in his early twenties, with dirty blonde hair and striking yellow eyes.

Oh.

"Lord Skyshroud, I am honored." Florian inclined his head in a respectful nod. _{freewёbnoνel.com}