'That oaf Nalrond owes me big time.' Morok thought. 'Thank the gods I have Master Ajatar by my side. Lizards may be perverted, but they sure know their way around women.'
The Tyrant had been in the doghouse for so long and so often that he empathized with Nalrond whom Morok considered a fellow victim of feminine cruelty in need of help.
Morok had asked Ajatar's help in choosing the betrothal gift and how to propose and before the Gala, he had sought the Drake's advice to smooth things over between the Rezar and Friya.
"If only you put this much thought into your training, you would have already reached the violet and discovered your unique bloodline abilities!" Ajatar had earlier complained about his apprentice's odd priorities.
He was right, but this is a story for another day.
"Congratulations, Solus. This will be a huge help during your future travels." Lith was the first to reach and praise her. "You can now move freely in all three Great Countries."
"Like you didn't know it already, jackass." Solus hugged him with all of her strength, sniffling a little. "Thank you. You didn't have to tell them about the Tablets as well. What if people now start to doubt your achievements?"
"Of course I had to tell them." Lith returned the embrace. "You worked as hard as I did and you risked your life on the battlefield with me. You shouldn't thank me, it's me who has to apologize for not disclosing your merits in full.
"As for what people think, I don't give a damn about it. I was sincere when I told you during my ascension ceremony that we are the Supreme Magus, Solus. Never forget that."
Solus's sniffling was about to turn into tears when he handed her his dance card. It was longer than her arm and filled with the names of the most powerful women in the Kingdom.
"Way to ruin this for me, jackass. There was no need to flaunt your-" She was reading it from bottom to top so it had taken her a second to notice that her name was the first in line.
"Ever since the academy, you wanted to dance with me at a Gala. I made sure that this time you don't need any proxy."
"Thank you." She nuzzled her face against his chest for a moment before rushing to the nearest restroom.
'If I burst into tears while hugging him, there's no telling what rumors people will spread.' She thought.
Once Solus returned, the rest of the family congratulated her.
"We got our Great Mage robe on the same day!" Tista was on cloud nine.
The Ernas and the Verhens were still celebrating their respective family members when the Queen announced the beginning of the dances and the Royals opened them by going first.
Lith's first partner was Kamila since as his wife, she had no need to sign for the dance card. Then, it was Solus' turn.
She flinched a bit when Lith threaded his fingers into hers and put his other hand on her waist. It wasn't the first time that they danced together, but never while dressed like that or in front of others.
They didn't need a mind link or a single word to move in perfect synch as if they had rehearsed for that moment all their lives. Solus and Lith kept their eyes locked the whole time, needing but a glance and a smile to express how they felt.
Solus glided on the dancefloor with such grace that, due to the gown hiding her feet, she seemed to float, reinforcing the impression that she was a noble from the Desert and Salaark's apprentice.
When the music stopped, her face was red and her heart pounded in her chest, but not out of the effort. Leaving Lith's hand felt painful but she did it without hesitation, knowing that every dream had to end at dawn.
After that, Lith danced with Tista, Elina, and Rena.
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