Vulnerable

Aylin hesitated for a moment, her mind still preoccupied with the recent events. But then, she looked at Arden's genuine expression and decided to let go of her worries, at least for a little while. Besides, Kian wasn't here, and she didn't want to stay sitting at the table alone for the rest of the night.

She placed her hand in his, offering a soft smile, "Sure, why not?"

As they moved onto the dance floor, people parted for them to pass—some giving Aylin the stink eye while some whispered about how brave and shameless she was, from being the Duke's partner to dancing with the Crown Prince.

Aylin did her best to ignore the judgmental glances and hushed whispers. She focused on Arden, who now stood before her, with her hands on his ass they stood in the middle of the dance floor, surrounded by the nobles, the Marquis, Rhea, Tanya, Elara, Rowena, and Thea.