Music filled the ballroom as a live band played, and numerous guests rose to dance on the polished floor. Emily's gaze swept over the dancing guests, taking in the scene.
Southerners adore melodious, graceful dance music and move like butterflies among flowers, whereas Northerners, with their forthright personalities, prefer energetic, unfettered dancing.
Emily placed her glass down, and though she acknowledged that Northerners might possess a rougher exterior, she admired their zest for life and commitment to freedom all the more.
"May I have this dance with you?" Prince Adam's voice interrupted Emily's thoughts. He stood before her, his figure elegant and confident.
A tinge of embarrassment flickered through Emily's heart. She wasn't in the mood for dancing at the moment; she longed for some fresh air to clear her mind.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!