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The minister, a little too drunk, tries to straighten up as though we’re talking official business, which results in Pryana falling off him – literally. Her lips tighten against her teeth and her nostrils flare, but she coolly tugs him away from me. ‘Dance with me.’
‘Oh yes,’ the minister slobbers as she pulls him toward the vibrantly lit dance floor in the centre of the banquet room. ‘It was lovely to meet you, Alice.’
Alice. Wonder what he thinks her name is.
‘Was he talking to you?’ a smooth, strong voice asks from behind. I turn, expecting to see Jost, whom I’ve seen wandering about the hall, but find Erik.
‘You look disappointed,’ he notes.
I am disappointed, but I shake my head. ‘No, you sounded like someone else.’
A frown passes over his pale face, but it’s gone as quickly as it comes. ‘If you’re expecting someone else . . .’
‘Oh, well, any moment I’m expecting to be mobbed and eaten alive by fat old men,’ I say matter-of-factly.
‘I suppose I should leave you to it then.’ He pretends to turn away, and I punch him lightly on the shoulder.
‘Ouch, you could have mentioned you didn’t want to be mobbed by fat, old men,’ he says.
‘Why would you ever think I would?’
He points to Pryana hanging on the minister. ‘She doesn’t seem to mind.’
‘Well, I’m not Pryana.’
‘So does that mean you are available for this dance?’ He grins at me. No amount of Crewel work or weaving could achieve such a perfectly crooked smile.
I nod, and he leads me over to the floor. Pryana flashes a scathing look in our direction, but immediately turns her attention back to her prey.
‘You know, dancing naked is easier than I imagined it would be,’ I say without thinking as the music slows and Erik draws me into his arms to dance.
‘Naked?’ he asks quietly against my ear.
‘Oh, nothing.’ I can’t believe I said it out loud. ‘I feel naked in this dress.’ Twice.
‘You look it,’ he admits. ‘I have to be honest, I really like this dress.’
For some reason this is hysterically funny to me, and I actually begin to giggle. ‘I should have known that would be your stance.’
‘So which of our lascivious ambassadors do you have in your sights?’ he asks, scanning the room thoughtfully.
‘I’m not sure I follow.’
‘They do this every year. Host the State of the Guild here so the officials can drool over the new girls. The other coventries host similar state dinners throughout the year.’
‘Gross,’ I mutter.
‘It is, isn’t it?’ he whispers, amused. ‘But, really, no lucky bachelor this year?’
‘I think I’ll let Pryana have her pick,’ I say, watching her simper and pout at the minister.
‘I doubt his wife will let him bring her home,’ Erik responds with a wink.
‘Wife?’ I pretend to gag.
‘Oh, they’re all married,’ he informs me. ‘The young ones’ wives insist on coming, for obvious reasons, but by the time your husband looks like that –’ he tips his head at an older man with more hair in his ears than on his head – ‘you’re happy to let some poor girl take care of business for you.’
I sigh. ‘I should tell her. She’ll break purity standards and then . . .’
