The Devil's Betrothed novel Chapter 113

Chapter 113: Arlan’s Eyes On Her

For some odd reason, the sight of Arlan laughing reminded Oriana of the dissonance she felt inside his bedchamber. The bedchamber did not reflect the personality of its master. The amiable prince surrounded by a crowd was far from the real him.

It made her feel strange and maybe...a little sad.

Her entire life, Oriana had been pretending to be someone she was not. Maybe that was the same for this man? Was it for survival as well? The side of him admired by others was a fake he had to put on for others’ sake.

’I feel like I’ve judged him too soon.’

By the time she snapped out of her daze, Oriana noticed everyone moving away to look in one direction. A couple was dancing in the center of the dance floor. Oriana tried to look through the gaps between the crowd and found Arlan dancing with a beautiful blond woman in a blue gown. They looked perfect together.

’She must be the daughter of the Count. Does he intend to marry her? The way he is dancing with her and how happy she is, it looks like she’s in love with him.’

Without realizing it, a frown formed on Oriana’s face.

’But he can get someone better than her. Her clothes are too revealing, which says something about her personality, and she seems like an airhead. She is not that pretty the more I look at her ...wait, isn’t he interested in pretty boys? Tsk, sad for that girl. To think she needs to vie for her future husband’s affection and her competition are men.’

While watching the couple dance, Oriana felt like Arlan’s gaze happened to fall on her.

’Was I mistaken? He couldn’t have found me hiding behind the pillar, right? His sight can’t be that inhumanly sharp to spot me amongst this crowd.’

Oriana continued to watch her master dancing and could not help but praise him.

’How elegant. The dances I see in the town squares are loud and rowdy—it is a performance, an entertainment, a different league to the dances nobles do. This...is more like an art. Watching beautiful people gliding across the dance floor can only make a poor commoner like me sigh in appreciation.

’I wonder how these people can dance so well. Do they take classes to move with grace or something? If I were in their place, I would definitely step on their feet and fracture them.’

She giggled inwardly as she imagined stepping on Arlan’s feet, only to shake her head when she realized the strangeness of the image.

’Not with him, never with that pervert. Two men dancing? That sight is kind of... No, when the time comes I can freely live as a girl, then I will dance with Luke.’